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lyrics and chords of: This Is Hell by Elvis Costello And The Attractions
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
[D]This is hell, th[A]is is hell,[G] I am sorry t[Em]o tell you
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
The bruiser[G] spun a hula hoop
As all the barmen [D/A]preen and pout
The neon "[G]I" of "night club" flickers
[D/A]On an off and finally blew out[C]
The irritating jingle of the [Am]belly dancing phoney turkish girl[C]
The eerie glare of ultraviolet pe[Am]rfect dental work
[D]This is hel[A]l, I am sor[G]ry to tell [Em]you
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
The failed[G] Don Juan in the big bow-tie
Is very sorr[D/A]y that he spoke
For he?s m[G]islaid his punchline more than
[D/A]Halfway through a very tasteless joke[C]
The Fr?ulein caught him peeking down her gown[Am]
He?s yelling in her ear[C]
And all at once the music stopped[Am]
As he was intimately bellowing "My dear[A]..."
This is hell[D], this is hell, [A]I am sorry [G]to tell you[Em]
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
The shi[Dm]rt you wore with courage[G]
And the violent n[C]ylon suit[F]
Reapp[Dm]ear upon your back[G]
And undermine [C]the polished line[F]
You try to shoot, [Dm]it?s not the torment[G]
Of the flames t[C]hat finally see your fl[F]esh corrupted[D]
It?s the small humiliation that your memory piles up[G]
This is he[Em7]ll, this is hell[D]
"My favourit[G]e thing" is playing again an again[D]
But it?[G]s by Julie Andrews and not by John Colt[D]rane
Endles[G]s balmy breezes and perfect sunsets fram[D]ed
Vinta[G]ge wine for breakfast and naked starlets flo[D]ating in Champagne[C]
All the passions of your youth[Am]
Are tranquilised and tamed[C]
You may think it looks familiar[Am]
Though you may know it by another name[A]
This is hell[D], this is hell, [A]I am sorry [G]to tell you[Em]
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
This is hell, this is hell.[D]
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lyrics and chords of: This Is Hell by Elvis Costello And The Attractions
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
[D]This is hell, th[A]is is hell,[G] I am sorry t[Em]o tell you
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
The bruiser[G] spun a hula hoop
As all the barmen [D/A]preen and pout
The neon "[G]I" of "night club" flickers
[D/A]On an off and finally blew out[C]
The irritating jingle of the [Am]belly dancing phoney turkish girl[C]
The eerie glare of ultraviolet pe[Am]rfect dental work
[D]This is hel[A]l, I am sor[G]ry to tell [Em]you
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
The failed[G] Don Juan in the big bow-tie
Is very sorr[D/A]y that he spoke
For he?s m[G]islaid his punchline more than
[D/A]Halfway through a very tasteless joke[C]
The Fr?ulein caught him peeking down her gown[Am]
He?s yelling in her ear[C]
And all at once the music stopped[Am]
As he was intimately bellowing "My dear[A]..."
This is hell[D], this is hell, [A]I am sorry [G]to tell you[Em]
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
The shi[Dm]rt you wore with courage[G]
And the violent n[C]ylon suit[F]
Reapp[Dm]ear upon your back[G]
And undermine [C]the polished line[F]
You try to shoot, [Dm]it?s not the torment[G]
Of the flames t[C]hat finally see your fl[F]esh corrupted[D]
It?s the small humiliation that your memory piles up[G]
This is he[Em7]ll, this is hell[D]
"My favourit[G]e thing" is playing again an again[D]
But it?[G]s by Julie Andrews and not by John Colt[D]rane
Endles[G]s balmy breezes and perfect sunsets fram[D]ed
Vinta[G]ge wine for breakfast and naked starlets flo[D]ating in Champagne[C]
All the passions of your youth[Am]
Are tranquilised and tamed[C]
You may think it looks familiar[Am]
Though you may know it by another name[A]
This is hell[D], this is hell, [A]I am sorry [G]to tell you[Em]
It nev[D]er gets better o[A]r worse[Em7][A]
[D]But you get used to [A]it, after a[G] spell[Em]
For heaven [D]is hell in [A]reverse[Cadd9]
This is hell, this is hell.[D]
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