Elvis Costello Sticks and Stones song lyrics

Wiped out in the city slick

Another sick rock and roller acting like a dick

Needin' cash

Burnin' through the trash

That piles up in this place

And fills up behind my empty face

Full of things that I'm not to do

You come over with all of your friends

And all their opinions I don't want to know

And I'm lookin' over my shoulder

Bookin' away with nowhere to go

I'm running down to the corner lot

It's 45 past 2 I almost forgot to show

I got a date to make with Mr. So-and-So

After which

I won't care when you all start to bitch

And moan about being alone

You come over with all of your friends

And all their opinions I don't want to know

And I'm lookin' over my shoulder

Bookin' away with nowhere to go

Can't you just leave me alone?

You've already thrown all the sticks and stones you had to send my way

Well can't you just leave it at that?

And spare us both the bother

'Cause I just bounced back anyway

I got nothin' that I want to do

More than make another sonnet fuck you to play

Whenever you make my life cliche

So to fit in some little box with all the labelled shit

You would say to keep confusion away

You come over with all of your friends

And all their opinions I don't want to know

And I'm lookin' over my shoulder

Bookin' away with nowhere to go

You come over with all of your friends

And all their opinions I don't want to know

And I'm lookin' over my shoulder

Bookin' away...