Elvis Costello - Man out of TimeLyrics

So this is where he came to hide When he ran from you In a private detective`s overcoat And dirty dead man`s shoes The pretty things of Knightsbridge Lying for a minister of state Is a far cry from the nod and wink Here at traitor`s gate `Cause the high heel he used to be has been ground down And he listens for the footsteps that would follow him around To murder my love is a crime But will you still love A man out of time There`s a tuppeny hapenny 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 and a German sense of humour He`s got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge He stands to be insulted and he pays for the privilege [Chorus] The biggest wheels of industry Retire sharp and short And the after dinner overtures Are nothing but an after thought Somebody`s creeping in the kitchen There`s a reputation to be made Whose nerves are always on a knife`s edge Who`s up late polishing the blade Love is always scarpering or cowering or fawning You drink yourself insensitive and hate yourself in the morning [Chorus]