Shallow Graves — текст песни (Elvis Costello)

When I fall in endless sleep

I hope that Ill be buried deep

Let me be the one that fortune favours

Even good children got shallow graves



Throw another clown to the lions

Throw another joan on the blaze

Cast me away on the cruel calm ocean

And leave me for days and days and days and days and days

I wont lie in this poor shallow grave

I wont lie, I wont lie in this poor shallow grave

Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep

I wont lie in this poor shallow grave



Bless the poor cos like the rich

They all end up in a ditch

In this world of fools and knaves

Even good children got shallow graves

The tinker, the tailor, the fabulous five

Nobody gets out of this alive



Chorus

Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep

I wont lie in this poor shallow grave

Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep

I wont lie in this poor shallow grave

Dig me down, dig me down, dig me down deep

I wont lie in this poor shallow grave