Church Underground Lyrics - National Ransom - Elvis Costello

She stood spot lit in a plain print dress 

Came howling out of the wilderness 

There beat a cunning and murderous heart 

Beneath that calm exterior 

You know my name, you don't know my mind 

Don't doubt my eyes, they betray the past 

And I've already forgotten 

Much more than you will ever know 

Every word that I have spoken is true 

Except the ones that have been broken in two 

Trying to make peace after the long night of pretend 

Need a pawnbroker or a moneylender 

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Why do you do me down, Mister? 

Sing "Hallelujah", sister 

Turn up the volume just to turn it down 

The trivial secrets buried with the profound 

It's enough to put a church underground 

It's enough to put a church underground 

Deflowered young and then ever since 

She's tried to wash off his fingerprints 

So every charlatan and prince 

Was made to feel inferior 

She worked for tips in a 10-cent dance 

Said moving pictures might pay perchance 

10, 000 one-way tickets to the sparkling coast 

From the blank interior 

Everybody's either talking in code 

Or getting ready to explode 

And she was singing in a five-piece band 

Seems that no one really wants this sound 

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Why do you do me down, Mister? 

Sing "Hallelujah", sister 

Turn up the volume just to turn it down 

The trivial secrets buried with the profound 

It's enough to put a church underground 

It's enough to put a church underground 

The shaft of fanlight streaked with rain 

Poured through the glass, punched through the pain 

A holy picture hidden in the midden of that poisoned stitch 

Her lonely voice was just a ruin in these riches 

She must have been dreaming this all along 

Could she be redeeming herself in song? 

I'm no one's martyred, plaster saint 

Below the grease, beneath the paint 

I'm rolling like barrel, swinging like a gallows 

I'm rising up fast like all hell and all hallows 

Why do you do me down, Mister? 

Sing "Hallelujah," sister 

I'll be damned or purgatory bound 

Before those jokers ever understand 

It's enough to put a church underground 

It's enough to put a church underground 

It's enough to put a church underground