Jacksons, Monk & Rowe Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Sister four and brothers three 

Hanging off the family tree 

Practicing for getting old 

Do you want your fortune told 

They're looking for you high and low 

Now there's nowhere for you to go 

So you'll just have to come out and face the music 

Jackson's, Monk and Rowe 

Long ago when we were kids and we cut your hair to bits 

As we carried off like spoils the heads we'd smash right off 

Your dolls 

But the wind is changing you know 

Are you sure of your friends and your foe 

Have you got what it takes to carry it off 

Jackson's, Monk and Rowe 

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As the sun beats down and life begins to complicate 

Will we both incinerate 

If we touch that brass name-plate 

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Messrs. all, noble sirs 

Highly paid solicitors 

Find enclosed my signed divorce 

Sad proceedings you endorse 

The burden of pity will show 

In the people we used to know 

Have you got enough strength to carry it off 

Jackson's, Monk and Rowe