Текст песни Elvis Costello - Strict Time
Elvis Costello - Strict Time слова песни
Theres a hand on a wire that leads to my mouthI can hear you knocking but Im not coming outDont want to be a puppet or a ventriloquistcause theres no ventilation on a critical listFingers creeping up my spine are not mine to resistStrict timeChorus:Toughen up, toughen upKeep your lip buttoned upStrict timeOh the muscles flex and the fingers curlAnd a cold sweat breaks out on the sweater girlStrict timeOh hes all hands, dont touch that dialThe courting cold wars weekend witch trialStrict timeAll the boys are straight laced and the girls are frigidThe talk is two-faced and the rules are rigid cause its strict timeStrict timeChorusYou talk in hushed tones, I talk in lush tonesTry to look italian through the musical valiumStrict timeThinking of grand larcenySmoking the everlasting cigarette of chastityCute assistants staying aliveMore like a hand job than the hand jiveStrict timeChorus