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Elvis Costello has written hundreds of songs in a dizzying array of styles over the last 25 years, but at least one element has been a constant: insults. Sure, he's capable of gorgeous, delicate songs of love and loss ("So Like Candy" and "Almost Blue" are a good start), but a steady stream of clever vitriolproceeding from his first album, 1977's My Aim Is True, through 2002's When I Was Cruelmakes clear that irritating this guy means risking a verbal ass-whipping no one else this side of Don Rickles could deliver. Be it eloquent or blunt, no one knows more ways to say "You suck" than Elvis. Here are a few.
You're So Stupid You
talk like you don't have a brain in your head. But
they keep you hanging on until you're well hung The
twitching impulses to speak your mind Why
do you talk such stupid nonsense You'll
be the last to know who's fooling who. She
said that she was working for the ABC News I
can't say more, it would only confuse you.
You're So Ugly If
you were ten feet taller and almost handsome, I might pay this king's
ransom. I
thought she was young up until I saw her last night in close detail. You
need a back to break or a back to stab
Death Wishes I
wanna chop off your head and watch it roll into the basket The
chairman of this boredom is a compliment collector Can't
you give us all a break? I
said "I'm so happy, I could die" When
they finally put you in the ground There's
nothing I love better than a free-for-all And
if you still don't like my song, then you can just go to hell.
Love Gone Bad I
love you just as much as I hate your guts. If
I say I love you, then I must be delirious. Somebody's
putting ideas in your head You're
determined to make me as miserable as you can. I
don't wanna kiss you, I don't wanna touch She's
the girl that used to have it and the girl I still have.
Comeuppance The
wine you drink has never seen a grape. I
remember a time when you would have seemed so superior Suddenly
you're talking like a duchess, but you're still a waitress. Now
there's newsprint all over your face Everything
you say now sounds like it was ghost-written. B
movie, that's all you are to me
Liar, Liar You
can take the truthful things you've said to me There's
a bright future for all you professional liars. You
tell the truth sometimes, but you wouldn't know it if it hit you.
You Talk Too Much She
could have kept her knees together Her
teeth are perfect but her mouth is loose. Sometimes
I wish that I could stop you from talking You
told the same joke to me too many times
Masculinity And
it's the force of habit He's
acting innocent and proud still you know what he's after You'll
never be a man He's
the tired toy that everyone enjoyed
Miscellaneous Disgust & Loathing Thank
you for the flowers You're
a swine, and I'm saying that's an insult to the pig. Frightening
small children is just about your only weakness. You
lack lust, you're so lackluster And
I'd rather be an outlaw than an in-law to you. You're
easily led, but you're much too scared to follow. I
fear you have mistaken me for somebody who cares. I
wish you luck with a capital 'F'. Back to Music Reviews Archive
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