by Elvis Costello With Burt Bacharach on album Miscellaneous

Now I have nothing, so God, give me strength 'Cause I'm weak in her wake And if I'm strong, I might still break And I don't have anything to share That I won't throw away into the air That song is su

by Rosanne Cash feat. Elvis Costello on album The List

by Tony Bennett duet with Elvis Costello on album Duets An American Classic

"what good is what you've got if you're not having any fun?"

by Elvis Costello on album The Sunday Times: Elvis Costello

Elvis Costello - Accidents Will Happen Oh, I just don't know where to begin Love doesn't wait forever It's now or never But she keeps 'em hangin' on You said you're so alone She says she can't go hom

by Elvis Costello & The Attractions on album The Very Best of Elvis Costello

Tokyo Storm Warning Lyrics The sky fell over cheap Korean monster-movie scenery And spilled into the mezzanine of the crushed capsule hotel Between the Disney abattoir and the chemical refinery And I

by Elvis Costello & The Attractions on album The Very Best of Elvis Costello

Tokyo Storm Warning Lyrics The sky fell over cheap Korean monster-movie scenery And spilled into the mezzanine of the crushed capsule hotel Between the Disney abattoir and the chemical refinery And I

by Elvis Costello on album Miscellaneous

Elvis Costello Miscellaneous She She may be the face I can't forget The trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay She may be the song the summer sings May be the ch

by Elvis Costello F/ The Attractions on album Miscellaneous

Elvis Costello F/ The Attractions Miscellaneous Alison Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl. And with the way you look I understand that you are not impressed. But I heard you l

by Elvis Costello on album Rock & Roll Music

Elvis Costello Rock & Roll Music Uncomplicated Blood and chocolate I hope you're satisfied what you have done You think it's over now But we've only just begun I asked for water And they gave

by Elvis Costello on album Miscellaneous

Elvis Costello Miscellaneous A Town Called Big Nothing Big nothing. He stood in the road outside of town with a broken clockwork toy in His hand: a graveyard for childish dreams in his palm; a bro

by Elvis Costello on album Rock & Roll Music

Elvis Costello Rock & Roll Music Clean Money Payday's coming and we wash it away Clean money, clean money Payday's coming and we wash it away Clean money, clean money That's what I want to do I w

by Ben Folds Five on album Miscellaneous

Ben Folds Five Miscellaneous Wave A White Flag (elvis Costello) Take off your shoes, hang up your wings Stack up the chairs, roll up the rug Savor the things that sobriety brings Drain in the last

by Elvis Costello on album The Very Best of Elvis Costello

by Elvis Costello on album The Very Best of Elvis Costello

by Elvis Costello & The Attractions on album The Best of Elvis Costello and The Attractions

by Elvis Costello on album The Best of Elvis Costello: The First 10 Years

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lyin' cold the way you left 'em But at least your lips caressed them While you packed Or the lip-print on a half-filled

by Elvis Costello on album The Very Best of Elvis Costello

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lyin' cold the way you left 'em But at least your lips caressed them While you packed Or the lip-print on a half-filled

by Elvis Costello on album The Very Best of Elvis Costello

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lyin' cold the way you left 'em But at least your lips caressed them While you packed Or the lip-print on a half-filled

by Elvis Costello on album The Man: The Best of Elvis Costello

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lyin' cold the way you left 'em But at least your lips caressed them While you packed Or the lip-print on a half-filled

by Elvis Costello on album The Very Best of Elvis Costello

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lyin' cold the way you left 'em But at least your lips caressed them While you packed Or the lip-print on a half-filled