Written by Elvis Costello
verse 1 Am G Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter F Cutting C G F G E And as the signals took an age to change it was E7 Easy pickings F So you go to the movies where they smash it up G You want to feel your heart pumping it makes You feel good C G All through the karaoke girls were squealing The hits C G E E7 As another Mercedes-Benz gets blown to bits Am G While all the time in the camp town theaters F Of Piccadilly C G F They're going to throw a black-face minstrel G E Show for the barefoot children E7 That they're always selling F They'll say "It's quaint" as the guilty ones faint G And claim they ain't underneath this paint C G We interrupt these liberal saints with their F E Whips and watermelonAm G So we return to whitewashed pout of his F Committed lips C G F Since he was declared the long lost fountain G E E7 Of youth that drips and drips and drips F They'll be sending him round from door to door G To sell you back what's already yours C G "So many good deeds, so little time" C G E E7 Say the advertising agency swine F When man has destroyed what he thinks he owns G I hope no living thing cries over his bones C G If you don't believe that I'm going for good C G You can count the days I'm gone and chop up E E7 The chairs for firewoodAm F Dm G Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery Am F Dm G It's like another world, or it had better beAm F Dm G Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery Am F Dm G It's like another world, or it had better be