American Gangster Time

Elvis Costello & the ImpostersBuy this song

One, two, three, four

 Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels  Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills  Peels off her dress and then the rest of her skills 
It buys what she wants and the rest she just steals 

He speaks between deep swallows of rum
 While her head is beating like a big bass drum
And she wishes he were mute and not just dumb
When the trick asked her quick, "Did you come?"

It's a drag
 Saluting that starry rag
I'd rather go blind 
For speaking my mind
Or use it just like a gag
So raise it in anger 
Just let it hang
 American Gangster Time

He sits back and starts to invent 
All about some Saigon correspondent
'Til the carbine fell silent and spent 
I never knew it could be so eloquent 

Next week there'll be some fashionable new sin
For each harlot and each Puritan 
Pull off their wings stick them on a pin
And just watch the money roll in


What you got hidden up your sleeve?
The tracks of the train that were bidding you to leave 
When they say that you should flatter to deceive 
Don't count on any reprieve 

The hands of the helpless are raised 
Your dead little secrets are praised 
The people stand dumbstruck and dazed 
By the inches that you have erased 


 Committing the perfect crime
In American Gangster Time

Here we go
Bye bye
 American Gangster Time


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