From: sande@tdh.no
Subject: Elvis_Costello AfterTheFall.crd

After The Fall - Elvis Costello

fIn an anonymous Frendez-vous where the fforbidden lovers repair
They're Fburning down anotGher damn candle
they're Fmelting the taC7+bles and chairs
Befneath them applause Ffrom the balcony
whenever they accomplishefd making love
FOther times they thought thGey heard laughter
F Cmaj7 (here there obviously is more....)
coming from the balcony above


She Glies to his rightG and she carelessly resites
fAll of her brandG new appetites
She seems Gbrittle and small Git don't sound like her at all
fSince she came bacFk to him After the fall

She said You never visited the countryside
So I've made you a country to order
She put up a little tent in the bedroom
Crickets played on a tape recorder
The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars
She noticed his skin turning cold
Burning all his clothes on the bonfire
Relax she whispered and tightened the blindfold

She lies to his right.....

You've changed but not for the better, babe
I'd tell you why but what's the use
'Cause it's the same kind of pity
a drunkard gives as his excuse
You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin
Now your eyes are deserted and quiet
We both look like those poor shattered mannequins
Thrown through the window in the riot

She lies in his arms and without any qualms
Revels in shallow delights
She seems brittle and small it don't look like her at all
Since she came back to him After the fall