Down Among the Wines and Spirits
Elvis Costello - Down Among The Wines And Spirits
Down among the wines and spirits
Where a man gets what he merits...
Once it was written in letters 'bout nine feet tall
Now he sees how far he's fallen
Since he set his mind on her completely
But then I guess that you couldn't have seen him lately
Walking around with a pain that just never ceases
He starts to speak and then he goes to pieces...
Down among the wines and spirits
Where a man gets what he merits...
Lives with the echoing words of their final quarrel
The vacant chamber
The empty barrel
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
Clicks his fingers to that swinging door
Suddenly he's calling out, "More, more, more..."
"I'm twice the foolish man I was before..."
Down among the wines and spirits
Bubbles escaping from him at the rim a glass of grape
She sails through his memory just like a ship of shapely
And then as it started sink he drowns his sorrows
That fill his nights and empty tomorrows
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
Clicks his fingers to that swinging door
Suddenly he's calling out, "More, more, more..."
Speaks of invisible things he hardly credits
Down among
Down among the wines and spirits
Down Among the Wines and SpiritsLRC歌词
[00:00.00]Elvis Costello - Down Among The Wines And Spirits
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[00:01.82]Down among the wines and spirits
[00:08.17]Where a man gets what he merits...
[00:13.75]Once it was written in letters 'bout nine feet tall
[00:18.88]Now he sees how far he's fallen
[00:24.53]Since he set his mind on her completely
[00:30.39]But then I guess that you couldn't have seen him lately
[00:35.79]Walking around with a pain that just never ceases
[00:41.15]He starts to speak and then he goes to pieces...
[00:47.02]Down among the wines and spirits
[00:52.86]Where a man gets what he merits...
[00:58.62]Lives with the echoing words of their final quarrel
[01:04.06]The vacant chamber
[01:06.07]The empty barrel
[01:12.63]
[01:14.08]But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
[01:22.85]Clicks his fingers to that swinging door
[01:28.49]Suddenly he's calling out, "More, more, more..."
[01:39.59]"I'm twice the foolish man I was before..."
[01:45.53]Down among the wines and spirits
[01:53.95]Bubbles escaping from him at the rim a glass of grape
[01:58.25]She sails through his memory just like a ship of shapely
[02:04.93]And then as it started sink he drowns his sorrows
[02:10.72]That fill his nights and empty tomorrows
[02:20.80]But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
[02:29.47]Clicks his fingers to that swinging door
[02:35.17]Suddenly he's calling out, "More, more, more..."
[02:46.43]Speaks of invisible things he hardly credits
[02:52.36]Down among
[02:55.29]Down among the wines and spirits
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