Letras:
Costello Elvis Punch The Clock

Men made out of monkeys Men made into mice Happy days are here again And all the drinks half price A girl with a trick and a man with a calling Trying

They used to call it Sin City now it's gone way past that. Painting the town and then burning it down now even that's old hat. Now there's a choir of

that the radio plays Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche Let them talk Let them talk Let them all talk Oh yeah we're killing time Just to KEEP YOU CLOCKING

I've looked at it every way I can From under and above And every chance I've had My love went mad Love went mad love went mad You you feel like I feel

Is it worth it A new winter coat and shoes for the wife And a bicycle on the boy's birthday It's just a rumour that was spread around town By the women

SHE WALKED INTO THE ROOM Isn't this the greatest thing Everyone own up but nobody could touch her Isn't this the greatest thing PUNCH THE CLOCK keep

I WAS COMMITTED TO LIFE AND THEN COMMUTED TO THE OUTSKIRTS With all the love in the world Living for thirty minutes at a time with a break in the middle

You can run all you like from the classroom or the cot From a great big man or a tiny tot But from this day everyday will be BOXING DAY Don't need your

I made my selection from the lonely hit parade In the town where time stood still I was feeling very little pain Until some joker played "Almost Persuaded