All These Strangers Lyrics - National Ransom - Elvis Costello

"Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear" 

Upon freighter running dark out of Algiers 

Put tiny grains in children's tears 

While taking 25% of all the flashbulbs and mementoes 

From the mechanized divisions rolling over your frontiers 

I saw my baby talking with another man to day 

Speaking softly in a confidential way 

I saw a shadow pull his glove off 

As a bluebird flew over 

Life's is no pleasure 

When you doubt the one you love 

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Who Are All These Strangers? 

I never will go back again 

Go back into the past 

For the flood is rising fast 

You can break your window and look down 

Into a muddy glass 

It's mirror or lens to burn... 

There was a deal done in Benghazi and Belgrade... 

Upon a scimitar or other crooked blade 

Ransacks and loots, vacated suits 

And pistol points but never shoots, army sitting in a locomotive yard without their boots 

Upstairs your man is painting the rain out in the street 

Imagines woman that he's destined still to meet 

He's trying sidetrack one to count on 

Caught somewhere between countess or a courtesan 

And it's only love to feign and then it's gone 

Who Are All These Strangers? 

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He's a privateer as dusk gets near 

A brigand after dark, his victim lined with chalk 

A corsair, filled with horsehair to the core 

Dashed on your eyes of Adamantine, you despised his stripling whine 

That little smudger and the mouthpiece that he's with 

Using his clause just like a practised fingersmith 

I dreamed I took his digit prints 

And then sewed then on a villain's hands 

Watched him ransom and demand 

Until called the flatfoots in 

I never will go back again 

Go back into the past 

For the flood is rising fast 

You can break your window and look down 

Into a muddy glass 

It's a mirror or lens to burn... 

Who Are All These Strangers? 

All These Strangers 

I sat down on a narrow bed 

I thought about the things she said 

All These Strangers 

How I wished the night would never end 

So tried to stop the days ahead 

I'd carve her name down in the wood 

Some small remembrance if I could