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Elvis Costello & The Imposters - Under Lime (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Vocals
Clark Gayton
Clark Gayton
Trombone
Davey Faragher
Davey Faragher
Bass
Doug Wieselman
Doug Wieselman
Tenor Saxophone
Michael Rabinowitz
Michael Rabinowitz
Bassoon
Steve Nieve
Steve Nieve
Piano
Steven Bernstein
Steven Bernstein
Piccolo Trumpet
Tommy Faragher
Tommy Faragher
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Producer
Sebastián Krys
Sebastián Krys
Producer

Lyrics

It's a long way down from the high horse you're on When you stumble and then you're thrown And the last time we saw him he was out in the rain Watching the train roll down the track Now he's back in showbiz Trying to make a comeback We know that he's desperate and we know that he's broke He's the mystery guest we'll puncture They told the young girl with the clipboard Just keep him amused Whatever you do, don't tell him your name Whatever you think, don't let him drink Under lime Under lime Under lime He whistles out of tune His words don't always rhyme But we will be right back We're almost out of time Down a long corridor, he's trying to impress He was helping a showgirl fasten up her dress Then the clock on the wall tick-tocked the time away When the band starts to play In the violent strip of an undressing room She loosened his grip and started "Tell me your story, if you feel so inclined" He was a mess, almost resigned Though she could guess, I think you will find She thought, "Oh, you know, I wouldn't mind" He asked her boyfriend's name, then her whole family tree She thought, "I can't believe, it's happening to me" And upset, said, "Hey, pet, Would you kindly pass that pill" And allow me to just dictate my dying will And the clock on the wall tick-tocked the time away And the band starts to play Jimmie is dreaming as she uncrossed her legs He shuttered his eyes discreetly And he thought of the drummer and considered his snare But the beat of his heart said Don't even start His conscience was bare. It said Hey, don't even dare She's completely unaware She forced a laugh or a sigh at every alibi Once every crime was confessed he buttoned up his vest Said, "Hey gal, you're a pal You've really been a sport And you don't get a record if you never get caught" And the clock on the wall tick-tocked the time away And the band starts to play It's a long way down from that high horse you're on It's a long way back as you cover your track Or you bury your crime Under lime Under lime Under lime Under lime It's a long way down from that high horse you're on It's a long way back 'less you cover your track Or you bury your crime Under lime Under lime Under lime Under lime It's a long way down from the high horse you're on It's a long way back as you cover your track As you bury your crime Under lime Under lime Under lime
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