Chordproc: Elvis Costello : My Aim Is True

Elvis Costello : My Aim Is True


  1. Welcome To The Working Week
  2. Miracle Man
  3. Blame It On Cain
  4. Alison
  5. (The Angels Want To Wear) My Red Shoes
  6. Watching The Detectives

Welcome To The Working Week

E
G#m7
Now that your picture's in the paper being rythmically admired
C#m7
F#
And you can have anyone that you have ever desired
A
B
All you gotta tell me now is why, why, why why
A
C#m
Welcome to the working week
A
Oh, I know it don't thrill you
E
I hope it don't kill you
A
C#m
F#
Welcome to the working week
A
B
You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it
E
G#m
All of your fam'ly had to kill to survive
C#m
F#
And they're still waitin' for their big day to arrive
A
B
But if they knew how I felt, they'd bury me alive
Welcome to the working week Oh, I know it don't thrill you I hope it don't kill you Welcome to the working week You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it
G#m
C#m
I hear you sayin', "Hey, the city's alright"
F#m
G#m
A
B
When you only read about it in books
G#m
C#m
Spend all your money gettin' so convinced
A
B
That you never even bother to look
E
G#m
C#m
Sometimes I wonder if we're livin' in the same land
F#
Why d'you wanna be my friend
A
B
When I feel like a juggler runnin' outta hands?
A
C#m
Welcome to the working week
A
E
Oh ah, welcome to the working week



Miracle Man

E
C#m
E
C#m
E
C#m
You never asked me what I wanted
E
C#m
You only asked me why
E
C#m
I never thought that so much trouble
E
B
E
Was a-restin' on my reply
A
E
I could say it was the nights when I was lonely
A
C#m
And you were the only one who'd talk
A
E
I could tell you that I like your sensitivity
F#
B
When you know it's the way that you walk
A
E
Why do you have to say that there's always someone
A
E
Who can do it better than I can?
A
E
But don't you think that I know that walking on the water
B
B
B
B
B
B
Won't make me a miracle man?
Baby's gotta have the things she wants You know she's gotta have the things she loves She's got a ten-inch bamboo cigarette holder And her black patent leather gloves And I'm doing everything just tryin' to please her Even crawling around on all fours Oh, I thought by now that it was gonna be easy But she still seems to want for more Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? But don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man? Yeah they're givin' you a bad reputation Just because you've never been denied You try to say you've done it all before Baby, you know that you just get tired Yet everybody loves you so much, girl I just don't know how you stand the strain Oh, but I'm the one who's here tonight And I don't wanna do it all in vain Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? But don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man?



Blame It On Cain

Capo V
C
F
Once upon a time, I had a little money
Government burglars took it long before I could mail it to you
F7
Bb
F7
Still you are the only one
C
F
Now, I can't let it slip away
F
G
So if the man with the ticker tape, he tries to take it
C
Well, this is what I'm gonna say
Am7
C
Csus2
C7
Blame it on Cain, don't blame it on me
F
G
F
C
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but we need somebody to burn
Am7
C
Blame it on Cain, don't blame it on me
F
G
F
C
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but it just seems to be his turn
Well, if I was a saint with a silver cup And the money got low, we could always heat it up or trade it in But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse And then you can run down the wave band, coast to coast, hand in hand
G7
F
Better or worse, curse for curse, don't be disatisfied
G
C
So, you're not satisfied
Am7
C
Csus2
C7
Blame it on Cain, don't blame it on me
F
G
F
C
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, But we need somebody to burn
Am7
C
Blame it on Cain, dOn't blame it on me
F
G
F
C
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but it just seems to be his turn
I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town I think I'm goin' insane from talking to myself for so long Oh, but I never been accused When they step upon your face, you wear that good luck grin I gotta break out one weekend if I do somebody in But ev'ry single time I feel a little stronger
F
C
They tell me it's a crime. Well how much longer?
Am7
C
Csus2
C7
Blame it on Cain, don't blame it on me
F
G
F
C
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, But we need somebody to burn
Am7
C
Blame it on Cain, don't blame it on me
F
G
F
C
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, But it just seems to be his turn



Alison

A
E
A
E
Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long girl
A
G#m
C#m
And by the way you look I understand that you were not impressed
A
G#m
C#m
But I heard you let that little friend of mine
D
B7sus4
B7
Take off your party dress
A
G#m
C#m
I'm not gonna get too sentimental
A
G#m
C#m
Like those other sticky valentines
A
G#m
C#m
Cause I don't know if you were loving somebody
D
B7sus4
B7
I only know it isn't mine
A
E
A
B
G#m
C#m
Alison I know this world is killing you
A
E
A
B
E
Oh Alison my aim is true
A
E
Well I see you've got a husband now
A
G#m
C#m
Did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake
A
G#m
C#m
You used to hold him right in your hand
D
B7sus4
B7
But he took all that he could take
A
G#m
C#m
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
A
G#m
C#m
When I hear those silly things that you say
A
G#m
C#m
I think somebody better put out the big light
D
B7sus4
B7
(Be)cause I can't stand to see you this way
A
E
A
B
G#m
C#m
Alison I know this world is killing you
A
E
A
B
E
Oh Alison my aim is true
A
E
My aim is true
A
E
My aim is true



(The Angels Want To Wear) My Red Shoes

E
B
E
B
E
E
G#m
Oh I used to be disgusted, and now I try to be amused
E7
But since their wings have got rusted
A
B
E
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes
A
E
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain
A
E
That's when I knew that I could not refuse
B
A
B
A
E
And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes
A
B
E
Oh, I was watching while you're dancing away
B
A
E
Our love got fractured in the echo and sway
A
B
E
How come everybody wants to be your friend?
G#m
B
You know that it still hurts me just to say it
E
Oh, I know that she's disgusted (Oh why's that?)
G#m
Cause she's feeling so abused (Oh that's too bad)
A
She gets tired of the lust (Oh I'm so sad)
B
But it's so hard to refuse
A
How can you say that I'm too old
E
B
A
E
When the angels have stolen my red shoes
A
B
E
Oh, I said "I'm so happy, I could die"
B
A
E
She said "Drop dead," then left with another guy
A
B
E
That's what you get if you go chasing after vengeance
G#m
B
Ever since you got me punctured this has been my sentence
E
G#m
Oh I used to be disgusted, and now I try to be amused
E7
But since their wings have got rusted
A
B
E
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes
A
E
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain
A
E
That's when I knew that I could not refuse
B
A
B
A
E
And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes
A
E
A
Red shoes, the angels want to wear my red shoes Red shoes
E
A
The angels want to wear my red shoes



Watching The Detectives

Am
F
Am
F
Am
Nice girls, not one with a defect
F
Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct
Am
F
Red dogs under illegal legs
Am
F
She looks so good that he gets down and begs
C
She is watching the detectives
G
"Ooh, he's so cute"
C
She is watching the detectives
G
Em
F
D
When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Am
/g
They beat him up until the teardrops start
F
C
/g
But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart
Am
/g
Long shot at that jumping sign
F
/g
Invisible shivers running down my spine
Am
/g
Cut to baby taking off her clothes
F
Close-up of the sign that says "We never close"
Am
/g
He snatches at you and you match his cigarette
F
She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet
Am
F
I don't know how much more of this I can take
Am
F
She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake
C
She is watching the detectives
G
"Ooh, he's so cute"
C
She is watching the detectives
G
Em
F
D
When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Am
/g
They beat him up until the teardrops start
F
C
G
But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart
Am
You think you're alone until you realize you're in it
F
Now fear is here to stay, love is here for a visit
Am
Call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit
F
Someone's scratching at the window, I wonder who is it?
Am
The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents
F
Who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter's disappearance
Am
Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay
F
It only took my little fingers to blow you away
C
Just like watching the detectives
G
Don't get cute
C
It's just like watching the detectives
Am
/g
I get so angry when the teardrops start
F
C
G
But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart
G
Watching the detectives
Am
(
E
Am
)
F
It's just like watching the detectives
Am
Watching the detectives
F
Watching the detectives
Am
Watching the detectives
F
Watching the detectives