Текст песни с аккордами
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
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lyrics and chords of: This Is Hell by Elvis Costello And The Attractions
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D A G Em
This is hell, this is hell, I am ...sorry to tell you,
D A G (G) (G/F#) (G/E)
It ...never gets better, or worse,
D A G Em7
But you'll get used to it, after a spell,
D A Cadd9
For heaven is hell in re - verse!
G
The bruiser spun a hula - hoop
D
While all the barmen preen and pout,
G D
The neon "I" of "night club" flickers on and off,
C
And finally blew out,
Am C
The irritating jingle of the belly-dancing phoney Turkish girls,
Am
The eerie glare of ultra - violet perfect dental work!
D A G Em
This is hell, this is hell, I am ...sorry to tell you,
D A G Em7
It ...never gets better or worse! (It never gets better or worse!)
D A G Em7
But you'll get used to it, after a spell,
D A Cadd9
For heaven is hell in re - verse!
G
The failed Don Juan, in the big bow-tie,
D
Is very sorry that he spoke,
G
For he's mislaid his punch-line,
D C
More than half- way through a very tasteless joke,
Am
The Fräulein caught him peeking down her gown,
C
He's yelling in her ear,
Am
And all at once the music stopped,
A A7
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 G Em7
It never gets better or worse, (It never gets better or worse!)
D A G Em
But you'll get used to it, after a spell,
D A Cadd9
For heaven is hell in re - verse!
Dm G
The shirt you wore with courage,
C Em F
And the violent nylon suit,
Dm G
Reap - pear upon your back,
C F
And under - mine the polished line you try to shoot,
Dm G C
It's not the torment of the flames,
Em F D
That finally seize your flesh cor - rupted,
G
It's the small humiliations that your memory piles up,
Em7 D
(This is hell!) This is hell, (This is hell!) this is hell! (Hell!)
G D
'My favourite things' are playing a - gain, and again,
G D
But it's by Julie Andrews, and not by John Coltrane,
G D
Endless balmy breezes in perfect sunsets framed,
G D C
Vintage wine for breakfast, and naked starlets floating in Cham - pagne
Am C
All the passions of your youth ...are tranquilised and tamed,
Am
You may think it looks fa - miliar,
Am7 A A7
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 G Em7
It never gets better or worse, (It never gets better or worse!)
D A G Em
But you'll get used to it, after a spell,
D A Cadd9 D
For heaven is hell in re - verse, (This is hell!) This hell!
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