Man Out Of Time
Words & Music:
Declan Patrick Aloysius
McManus (Elvis Costello)
from: Christian Korbanka,
Cologne, Germany
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So this is where he came to
hide-- when he ran from you.
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F#m
In a private detective
overcoat and dirty dead men's shoes.
The pretty things of
Knightsbridge, lying for of Minister of State,
Are a far cry from the nod and
wink here at Traitors' Gate.
G#m
C#m
'Cause the high heel he used
to be has been ground down.
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B7
And he listens for the
footsteps that would follow him around.
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G#m E
To murder, my love, is a
crime.
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G#m A
F#/A# Bsus4 G#/B# C#m A
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But will you still love - a
man out of time?
There's a tupenny ha'ppenny
millionaire looking for a fourpenny one,
With a tight grip on the short
hairs of the public imagination.
But for his private wife and
kids, somehow real life becomes a rumour.
Days of Dutch courage, just
three French letters & a German sense of humor.
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C#m
He's got a mind like a sewer
and a heart like a fridge.
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B7
He stands to be insulted And
he pays for the privilege.
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G#m E
To murder, my love, is a
crime.
F#m
G#m A F#/A# Bsus4 G#/B# C#m A E
But will you still love - a
man out of time?
The biggest wheels of industry
retire sharp and short.
And after the dinner overtures
are nothing but an afterthought.
Somebody's creeping in the
kitchen there's a reputation to be made.
Whose nerves are always on the
knife's edge & who's up late polishing the blade?
G#m
C#m
Love is always scarpering or
cowering or fawning.
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B7
You drink yourself insensitive
and hate yourself in the morning.
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G#m E
To murder, my love, is a
crime.
F#m
G#m A F#/A# Bsus4 G#/B# C#m A E
But will you still love - a
man out of time?