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Bedlam

de Elvis Costello / pe The Delivery Man / an 2005

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Bedlam







I've got this phosphorescent portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild



I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child



The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived



They'd throw us back across the border if they knew that we survived



And they were surprised to see us



So they greeted us with palms



They asked for ammunition, acts of contrition and small alms







I might recite a small prayer



If I ever said them



I lay down on an iron frame



Found myself in bedlam



I wish that I could take something for drowning out the noise



Wailing echoes down the corridors







I've got this imaginary radio, and I'm punching up the dial



I've got the A.C. trained on the T.V. so it won't blow up in my eye



And everything that I thought fanciful and mocked as too extreme



Must be family entertainment here in the strange land of my dreams



Now I'm practicing my likeness of St. Francis of Assisi



For if I hold my hand outstretched



A little bird comes to me







I might recite a small prayer



If I ever said them



I lay down on an iron frame



Found myself in bedlam



Escaping from the fingers that were stretching through the bars



Wailing echoes down the corridors







The player piano picks out "Life Goes On"



Ring tone rang out "Jerusalem"



And in this pit of sadness



Where the rank of wretched plunge



We've buried all the innocents



Now we must bury revenge







They've got this scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a mustang



And then they drove her down a cypress grove where traitors hang and stars still spangle



They dangled flags and other rags along a coloured thread of twine



And then they dragged that bruised and purple heart along the road to Palestine







Someone went off muttering, he mentioned thirty pieces



Easter saw a slaughtering, each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces







Then my thoughts returned to vengeance, but I put up no resistance



Though I seemed a long way from my home



It really was no distance







And I might recite a small prayer



If I ever said them



I lay down on an iron frame



Found myself in bedlam



Bowing like an actor acknowledging applause



Playing the Crusader who was conquering the Moors



And he knew the consequences, but he won't accept the cause



Wailing echoes down the corridors

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