Refuse To Be Saved Lyrics - Wise Up Ghost - Elvis Costello & The Roots

Now that you set everybody free 

What you going to do about me? 

Don't want to be treated like some poor grateful clown 

I'd rather go back in the sweet underground 

Where I can tell the time by the color of my skin 

And I know my neighbor 'cos he's the one, yes he's the one 

Who always turns me in 

A woman works the tunnel in the middle of the night 

Picking up every lost object in sight 

Handbags, toupees, lost legs and fingernails 

The black market eats up all your failures 

Her transistor offers no salvation or regrets 

No pool, no pets, no cigarettes 

Just non-stop Disco Tex and the Sex-o-lettes 

There's no name, there's no name 

There's no name, there's no name 

There's no name, there's no name 

For the pain we'll cause you again and again 

For the pain we'll cause you again and again 

The Liberation Forces make movies of their own 

Playing their Doors records and pretending to be stoned 

Drowning out a broadcast that wasn't authorized 

Incidentally the revolution will be televised 

With one head for business and another for good looks 

Until they started arriving with their rubber aprons and their butcher's hooks 

There's no name, there's no name 

There's no name, there's no name 

There's no name, there's no name 

For the pain we'll cause you again and again 

For the pain we'll cause you again and again 

They're hunting us down here with Liberty's light 

A handshaking double talking procession of the mighty 

Pursued by a T.V. crew and coming after them 

A limousine of singing stars and their brotherhood anthem 

The former dictator was impeccably behaved 

They're mopping up all the stubborn ones who just refuse to be saved 

I refuse to be saved [x12]