Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel No. 2 Lyrics
I exit through the spotlight glareI stepped out into thin airInto a perfume so rarefied"Here comes the bride"Not quite aside, they snide "She's number four""There's number three just by the door"Those in the know, don't even flatter her,They go one better"She was selling speedboats in a tradeshow when he met her"Look at her nowShe's starting to yawnShe looks like she was born to itBut it was so much easierWhen I was cruelShe reaches out her arms to meImploring: "Another melody?"So she can dance her husband out on the floorThe captains of industry just lie there where they fallIn eau-de-nil and pale carnation creationA satin sash and velvet elevationShe straightens the tipsy head-dress of her spouseWhile her recalls a honey houseThere'll be no sorrows left to drownEarly in the morning in your evening gownBut it was so much easierWhen I was cruelThe entrance hall was arranged with hostesses and ushersWho turned out to be the younger wives nursing schoolgirl crushesParting the waves of those few feint friendsFingers once offered are now too heavy to extendThe ghostly first wife glides up stage whispering to raucous talkersSpilling family secrets out to flunkeys and castrato walkersSee that girlWatch that sceneDigging the "Dancing Queen"Two newspaper editors like playground sneaksRunning the book on which of them is going to last the weekOne of them calls to meAnd he says, "I know you""You gave me this tattoo back in '82""You were a spoilt child then with a record to plug""And I was a shaven headed seaside thug""Things haven't really chang