Elvis Costello Two Little Hitlers Lyrics

Two Little Hitlers Lyrics

Why are we racing to be so old?
I`m up late pacing the floor
I won`t be told
You have your reservations
I`m bought and sold

I`ll face the music
I`ll face the facts
Even when we walk in polka dots and chequer slacks

Bowing and squawking
Running after titbits
Bobbing and squinting
Just like a nitwit

Two little Hitlers will fight it out until
One little Hitler does the other one`s will
I will return
I will not burn
Down in the basement

I need my head examined
I need my eyes excited
I`d like to join the party
But I was not invited
You make a member of me
I`ll be delighted

I wouldn`t cry for lost souls, you might drown
Dirty words for dirty minds
Written in a toilet town

Dial me a Valentine
She`s a smooth operator
It`s all so calculated
She`s got a calculator
She`s my soft touch typewriter
And I`m the great dictator

(Chorus)

A simple game of self-respect
You flick a switch and the world goes off
Nobody jumps as you expect
I would have thought you would have had enough by now

You call selective dating
For some effective mating
I thought I`d let you down, dear
But you were just deflating

I knew right from the start
We`d end up hating
Pictures of the merchandise
Plastered on the wall
We can look so long as we don`t have to talk at all

You say you`ll never know him
He`s an unnatural man
He doesn`t want your pleasure
He wants as no one can
He wants to know the names of
All those he`s better than

(Chorus)

I will return
I will not burn
(repeats)