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Elvis Costello

Genres: Rock

God's Comic Lyrics - Elvis Costello

I wish you'd known me when I was alive, I was a funny fellow 

The crowd would hoot and holler for more 

I wore a drunks red nose for applause, oh yes I was a comical priest 

With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece 

Drooling the drink and the lipstick and greasepaint 

Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog collar 

 

Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead 

And I'm goin' on to meet my reward 

I was scared, I was scared, I was scared, I was scared 

He might have never heard God's comic 

 

So there he was on a water-bed, drinking a cola of a mystery brand 

Readin' an airport novelette 

Listening to Andrew Lloyd Webber's "Requiem" 

He said, before it had really begun, "I prefer the one about my son 

I've been wading through all this unbelievable junk 

And wondering if I should have given the world to the monkeys" 

 

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Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead 

And I'm goin' on to meet my reward 

I was scared, I was scared, I was scared, I was scared 

He might have never heard God's comic 

 

I'm goin' to take a little trip, down paradise's endless shores 

They say that travel broadens the mind 

Till you can't get your head out of doors 

 

I'm sittin' here on the top of the world, I hang around in the longest night 

Until each beast has gone to bed 

And then I say, "God bless" and put out the light 

 

While you lie in the dark, afraid to breathe 

And you beg and you promise, you bargain and you plead 

Sometimes you confuse me with Santa Claus 

It's the big white beard I suppose 

I'm going up to the pole, where you folks die of cold 

I might be gone for a while if you need me 

 

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Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead 

You're all going on to meet your reward 

Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? 

You might have never heard, but God's comic 

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