Today’s slow drag is with “Man Out of Time,” from “Imperial Bedroom,” released in 1982. The songwriting is credited to Elvis Costello.
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Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson, MA/MFA
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References:
Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, “Man Out of Time”: http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/Man_Out_Of_Time
“Man Out of Time”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XDuHPLzsxM
Purchase “The Most Terrible Time in My Life…Ends Thursday”
“Dead Man Shoes” Idiom: https://www.collinsdictionary.com/dictionary/english/dead-mens-shoes
The responsibilities of a Minister of State, UK: https://www.gov.uk/government/ministers/minister-of-state--61
“Traitors’ Gate”: https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/traitors-gate
“Twopence ha’penny millionaire” https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Twopence%20ha%27penny%20millionaire
“Rhyme Schemes” https://www.masterclass.com/articles/poetry-101-what-is-a-rhyme-scheme-learn-about-rhymed-poems-with-examples#the-abab-rhyme-scheme-in-poetry
"Man Out of Time" Lyrics
So this is where he came to hide
When he ran from you
In a private detective's overcoat
And dirty dead man's shoes
The pretty things of Knightsbridge
Lying for a minister of state
Are a far cry from the nod and wink
Here at traitor's gate
'Cause the high heel he used to be has been ground down
And he listens for the footsteps that would follow him around
To murder my love is crime
But will you still love
A man out of time?
There's a tuppenny ha'penny millionaire
Looking for a fourpenny one
With a tight grip on the short hairs
Of the public imagination
But for his private wife and kids somehow
Real life becomes a rumor
Days of Dutch courage
Just three French letters and a German sense of humor
He's got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge
He stands to be insulted and he pays for the privilege
To murder my love is crime
But will you still love
A man out of time?
The biggest wheels of industry
Retire sharp and short
And the after dinner overtures
Are nothing but an afterthought
Somebody's creeping in the kitchen
There's a reputation to be made
Whose nerves are always on a knife's edge
Who's up late polishing the blade
Love is always scarpering or cowering or fawning
You drink yourself insensitive and hate yourself in the morning
To murder my love is crime
But will you still love
A man out of time?