#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com lyrics and chords of: This Is Hell by Elvis Costello And The Attractions Suggestions and corrections are always welcome! date: 95/10/15 D A G Em This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you D A Em7 A It never gets better or worse D A G Em But you get used to it, after a spell D A Cadd9 For heaven is hell in reverse G The bruiser spun a hula hoop D/A As all the barmen preen and pout G The neon "I" of "night club" flickers D/A C On an off and finally blew out Am C The irritating jingle of the belly dancing phoney turkish girl Am The eerie glare of ultraviolet perfect dental work D A G Em This is hell, I am sorry to tell you D A Em7 A It never gets better or worse D A G Em But you get used to it, after a spell D A Cadd9 For heaven is hell in reverse G The failed Don Juan in the big bow-tie D/A Is very sorry that he spoke G For heīs mislaid his punchline more than D/A C Halfway through a very tasteless joke Am The Fräulein caught him peeking down her gown C Heīs yelling in her ear Am And all at once the music stopped A As he was intimately bellowing "My dear..." D A G Em This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you D A Em7 A It never gets better or worse D A G Em But you get used to it, after a spell D A Cadd9 For heaven is hell in reverse Dm G The shirt you wore with courage C F And the violent nylon suit Dm G Reappear upon your back C F And undermine the polished line Dm G You try to shoot, itīs not the torment C F D Of the flames that finally see your flesh corrupted G Itīs the small humiliation that your memory piles up Em7 D This is hell, this is hell G D "My favourite thing" is playing again an again G D But itīs by Julie Andrews and not by John Coltrane G D Endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets framed G D C Vintage wine for breakfast and naked starlets floating in Champagne Am All the passions of your youth C Are tranquilised and tamed Am You may think it looks familiar A Though you may know it by another name D A G Em This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you D A Em7 A It never gets better or worse D A G Em But you get used to it, after a spell D A Cadd9 For heaven is hell in reverse D This is hell, this is hell. Seite 3 von 3Seite 1 von 3 g g