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Pretty Words

Elvis Costello & the Attractions

Trust

1981

Curious women running after curious men
Curiosity didn't kill the cat
It was a poisoned pen
But there's not much choice (it's Hobson's choice)
Between

How's it so, you describe,
All the things that we might do someday?
And who's to know the truth
That what you do is never what you say
Hobsons

We got a big choice, I beg for your voice
We're stuck in some hole with Hobson's Choice
So convinced there's no chance more
One road left to take

Hey, show me  shortest ways  to paradise
Step one, step three and  step six hundred sixty six
Gas has gone!

 It's Hobson’s choice
Te Deum noise
Mold

Stick to thinking that reality's a hobson's choice

Read between the lines that you draw yourself
Keeping faith at the altar of the commonwealth
Tie your

change a thing about you
I wouldn't change a thing about you

The piercing cry of siren voices
From ne'er do wells and their Hobson's Choices
The die is

The media controlling the
Worlds perception
The virus is their invention
Progression
Eradicate by infection
The essence to gain Accession
Hobson's

stops, my brain's a DMV

And I'm always behind some guy with a grating voice
Same line every time, it's Hobson's choice

Running from the cold, stuck here

you're extra special, a cut about the rest
Eyes and wallet open wide as you survey the shelves
Blindly we make Hobson's choice and then we stuff ourselves

behind you
So you go all out, yeah!
And make shit work cuz it simply has to
You gotta go hard, huh
Hobson’s choice, there’s no home to go to
Nose

How's it so, you describe,
All the things that we might do someday?
And who's to know the truth
That what you do is never what you say
Hobsons

The Streetcleaner

Whitehouse

Another Crack of the White Whip

Poor old Oldfield
Worked in a cold field
Hobson has no choice
Misled by a voice
Release of drury
Arouses fury
Bradford was not me
But just