My New HAUNT - Elvis Costello, The Roots

My New Haunt

Gives me everything I want

My New Haunt

Gives me everything I want

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind

If she turns out to be crazy in time

Bring me black strap molasses

Light me a burning witch

Bring me my bristle brushes

Bring me my tar and pitch

Bring me my feather pillow

And I’ll unpick the stitch

We’ve lived too well

Too long

So long

So strong

My New Haunt

Brings me everything I want

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind

If she turns out to be faithless in time

My New Haunt

Sometimes disappears

Then comes back in the night

And whispers in my ears

Saying «Don't you know you little fool

You’ve nothing to fear

I’ll tell you everything you want to know

Everything you want to hear»

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind

Raise up that flaming torch

Watch as the ships approach

An invitation on her lips

The homeless, tempest-tossed, she grips

Make her beautiful

Make her dutiful and rich

Sing me a love song

So long

So strong

My New Haunt

Has just been repossessed

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind

If I have to guess my next address

I’m out on the horizon

Just as the sun was rising

First rays bestow a kiss

So you would never guess

I’m sailing off a precipice

Dragons and gold down in the hold

Burning leaves and spices choking back the stench of piss

My New Haunt

Requires a coat of paint

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind

If the walls are peeling and the ceiling is revealing the stars out there

reeling

My New Haunt

Sometimes disappears

Comes back in the night

And whispers in my ears

Saying «Don't you know you little fool

You’ve nothing to fear

I’ll tell you everything you want to know

Everything you want to hear»

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind

At the end of the working day

He’s tired of kneeling, and praying

«As I lay down to die»

I can’t remember why

Up on the silent screen

A cowboy ropes a trick

And in the second feature

Some lovely creature saved by a Yankee dick

Make her beautiful

Make her dutiful and rich

Sing me a love song

So long

So strong

My New Haunt

The shiver of a chill

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind

Start making babies

Beat out those bayonets

Stop making bullets

Reverse the planets

Pick all my pockets

Cut off those bracelets

Have you no remorse?

Peel off your corsets

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