All These Strangers
Elvis Costello
ALL THESE STRANGERS "Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear" Upon freighter running dark out of Algiers Put tiny grains in children’s tears While taking 25% of all the flashbulbs and mementoes From the mechanized divisions rolling over your frontiers I saw my baby talking to a man today Speaking softly in a confidential way I saw a shadow pull his glove off As a bluebird flew over Life’s is no pleasure When you doubt the one you love Who Are All These Strangers? I never will go back again Go back into the past The flood is rising fast You can break your window and look down Into a muddy glass It’s mirror or lens to burn