The Comedians
I fell under such gentle persuasion
You cant refuse its like a home from home
Meanwhile in the motor car kingdom
Theyre finding that all that glitters is not chrome
The social circle have these cardiac complaints
Their hearts are empty when their hands are full
All these new found fond acquaintances
Turn out to be the red rag to my bull
Chorus
And Im up while the dawn is breaking
Even though my heart is aching
I should be drinking a toast to absent friends
Instead of these comedians
Ive looked into these eyes upon reflection
Theyve seen the face of love, theyve seen a few
What kind of love is this upon inspection
Youll be the last to know whos fooling who
Chorus
song performed by Elvis Costello
Added by Lucian Velea
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