Welcome to the Working Week - Elvis Costello

Ladies and Gentlemen Ha llegado a su ciudad el circo de los engendros de Drollery Aquí encontrarán especímenes tales como La mujer barbuda Trapecistas drogadictos O incluso enanos siniestros que le podrán soltar un chascarrillo Tomen asiento, pillen un cucurucho de altramuces Y límpiense bien la cera del oido Para poder escuchar semejante espectáculo ¿Están todos preparados? ¡Que comience el show!

Thank you for the days Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I'm thinking of the days I won't forget a single day believe me I bless the light I bless the light that shines on you believe me And though you're gone You're with me every single day believe me Days I remember all my life Days where you can't see wrong from right You took my life And then I knew that very soon you'd leave me But it's alright Now I'm not frightened of this world believe me I wish today could be tomorrow The night is dark, it just brings sorrow, let it wait Thank you for the days Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I'm thinking of the days I won't forget a single day believe me I bless the light I bless the light that shines on you believe me And though you're gone You're with me every single day believe me Days I remember all my life Days where you can't see wrong from right You took my life And then I knew that very soon you'd leave me But it's alright Now I'm not frightened of this world believe me, days Thank you for the days Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I'm thinking of the days I won't forget a single day believe me I bless the light I bless the light that shines on you believe me And though you're gone You're with me every single day believe me, days

With a handful of backhanders and a bevy of beauty You're going off limits, going off duty Going off the rails, going off with booty They tell tales of fiction found on all the criminal types Lead to a higher ranking man or a face with thin red stripes The boys next door The mums and dads New weds and nearly deads Have you ever been had in Clubland? There's a piece in someone's pocket to do the dirty work You've come to shoot the pony, they've come to do the jerk They leave him half way to paradise They leave you half way to bliss The ladies' invitation never seemed like this The boys next door The mums and dads New weds and nearly deads Have you ever been had in Clubland? The long arm of the law Slides up the outskirts of town Meanwhile in Clubland They are ready to pull them down Hey The right to work is traded in For the right to refuse admission Don't pass out now, there's no refund (When) Did you find out what you were missing? The crowd is taking forty winks minus ten percent You barely get required sleep to go lingering with contemptment Thursday to Saturday, money's gone already Some things come in common these days Your hands and work aren't steady The boys next door The mums and dads New weds and nearly deads Have you ever been had in Clubland?