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Versiõn actual de Letras de Canciones de Elvis Costello A Town Called Big Nothing (Really Big Nothing) (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/e/elvis-costello/a/) Versión actual de las letras |
Versiõn 1 de Letras de Canciones de Elvis Costello A Town Called Big Nothing (Really Big Nothing) (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/e/elvis-costello/a/v1.html) La versión 1 de la letra | ||||||||||||
| 1 | Big nothing | Big nothing. | 1 | ||||||||||
| 2 | He stood in the road outside of town | He stood in the road outside of town with a broken clockwork toy in | 2 | ||||||||||
| 3 | With a broken clockwork toy in his hand | his hand: A graveyard for childish dreams | 3 | ||||||||||
| 4 | A graveyard for childish dreams in his palm | in his palm; a broken lifeline. | 4 | ||||||||||
| 1 | A broken lifeline | 1 | |||||||||||
| 5 | Big nothing. | 5 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Big nothing | 2 | |||||||||||
| 6 | The mechanical amusement sputtered in his fist. As he clenched, it | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | The mechanical amusement sputtered in his fist | whirred and died again. It was a cowboy who drew his gun, but the | 7 | ||||||||||
| 8 | As he clenched, it whirred and died again | pistol was welded to the holster by age and careless children, so it | 8 | ||||||||||
| 9 | It was a cowboy who drew his gun | struggled and strained and it unwound his own spring. | 9 | ||||||||||
| 3 | 3 | ||||||||||||
| 10 | But the pistol was welded to the holster | Big nothing. | 10 | ||||||||||
| 4 | By age and careless children | 4 | |||||||||||
| 11 | So it struggled and strained | He didn't need tattoos to show where he had | 11 | ||||||||||
| 12 | And it unwound his own spring | been and who he had loved. It | 12 | ||||||||||
| 13 | was the same thing that men had cried for; | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | Big nothing | that women had dyed their hair | 14 | ||||||||||
| 15 | for. The cellophane illusion of a starry | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | He didn't need tattoos to show where he had been | sky stretched over an open sore. | 16 | ||||||||||
| 5 | And who he had loved | 5 | |||||||||||
| 17 | It was the same thing that men had cried for | Big nothing. | 17 | ||||||||||
| 6 | That women had dyed their hair for | 6 | |||||||||||
| 18 | The cellophane illusion of a starry sky | He thought about his lost daughter: the way her eyes would alight at the | 18 | ||||||||||
| 19 | Stretched over an open sore | greedy circus barker's blackmail song; how he wanted to smash her skull | 19 | ||||||||||
| 20 | when she parroted back, 'tell mommy; tell poppy; you need this little | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | Big nothing | dolly.' | 21 | ||||||||||
| 7 | 7 | ||||||||||||
| 22 | He thought about his lost daughter | Big nothing. (x2) | 22 | ||||||||||
| 8 | The way her eyes would alight | 8 | |||||||||||
| 23 | At the greedy circus barker's blackmail song | The smoky voice of the petaled girl woke him long enough. There was too | 23 | ||||||||||
| 24 | How he wanted to smash her skull | much light in the room, so he unscrewed the | 24 | ||||||||||
| 25 | When she parroted back, "Tell mommy, tell poppy | bulb. She took him to bed like | 25 | ||||||||||
| 26 | You need this little dolly" | an adopted dog. | 26 | ||||||||||
| 9 | 9 | ||||||||||||
| 27 | Big nothing | Big nothing. | 27 | ||||||||||
| 10 | Big nothing | 10 | |||||||||||
| 28 | She lit sickly incense, as he tried to tell if the resemblance was pure | 28 | |||||||||||
| 29 | The smoky voice of the petaled girl | and coincidental. He unleashed his grip on the toy, all it meant to him, | 29 | ||||||||||
| 30 | Woke him long enough | and it wound down forever. | 30 | ||||||||||
| 11 | There was too much light in the room | 11 | |||||||||||
| 31 | So he unscrewed the bulb | Big nothing. | 31 | ||||||||||
| 12 | She took him to bed like an adopted dog | 12 | |||||||||||
| 32 | He woke up in a sweat. The next day, with her smile still painted on his | 32 | |||||||||||
| 33 | Big nothing | mouth, he walked out of a town called Big Nothing. | 33 | ||||||||||
| 13 | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 34 | She lit sickly incense, as he tried to tell | Big nothing. (repeat until fade) | 34 | ||||||||||
| 14 | If the resemblance as pure and coincidental | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | He unleashed his grip on the toy | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | All it meant to him and it wound down forever | 16 | |||||||||||
| 17 | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | Big nothing | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | 19 | ||||||||||||
| 20 | He woke up in a sweat the next day | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | With her smile still painted on his mouth | 21 | |||||||||||
| 22 | He walked out of a town called Big Nothing | 22 | |||||||||||
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| 24 | Big nothing | 24 | |||||||||||
| 25 | Big nothing | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | Big nothing | 26 | |||||||||||
| 27 | Big nothing | 27 | |||||||||||
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