الأغاني:
Costello Elvis The Juliet Letters

Dear sweet filthy world, my wife or whoever reads this I think that I've lived too long With all of my promise unfulfilled But there is a veil drawn

(Instrumental)

This romantic ideal has a lonely appeal I once loved someone the way that you do But I had to let her go I live with my regret Don't despair my would-be Juliet

Thank you for the flowers I threw them on the fire And I burned the photographs that you had enclosed GOD they were ugly children So you're the little

Sister 4 and Brothers 3 Hanging off the family tree Practising for getting old Do you want your fortune told They're looking for you high and low Now

Is anyone there I can talk to? Give us a sign if you're with me CAN'T you see that I'm dying to hear you EVERYONE ELSE HAS LOST INTEREST AND I'M ALL

My dear impulsive darling I suspect my letter got to you too late And it's really just a silly fragment of paper But it means so much to those who wait

Summertime withers as the sun descends He wants to kiss you. Will you condescend? Before you wake and find a chill within your bones Under a fine canopy

I write in hopes that by the time you get this letter We may live to see a change for the better Or are we so devoted to these wretched selfish motives