Today's slow drag is with "Deportees Club," from "Goodbye Cruel World," released in 1984. The songwriting is credited to Elvis Costello. . . . Show Notes: Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson, MA/MFA Twitter: https://twitter.com/slowdragremedy Email: [email protected] Podcast music by https://www.fesliyanstudios.com Rate this Podcast: https://ratethispodcast.com/slowdrag References: Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, "The Deportees Club": http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/The_Deportees_Club "The Deportees Club": https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rf2RKMXjrMI "Deportee" (slow version): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIzTXbixEaQ "Did Nero Really Fiddle While Rome Burned?": https://www.history.com/news/did-nero-really-fiddle-while-rome-burned "The bouba/kiki effect: how do we link shapes to sounds?": https://www.theguardian.com/science/head-quarters/2016/oct/17/the-boubakiki-effect-how-do-we-link-shapes-to-sounds "On the Fiddle" expression: https://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/on-the-fiddle.html Purchase "The Most Terrible Time in My Life…Ends Thursday" https://www.amazon.com/Most-Terrible-Time-Life-Thursday-ebook/dp/B07XLXS5PL/ref=sr_1_1?crid=Y4SGCT62WPEK&dchild=1&keywords=the+most+terrible+time+in+my+life+ends+thursday&qid=1608873405&sprefix=The+Most+Terrible+Time+in+%2Caps%2C195&sr=8-1 "Deportees Club" Lyrics: In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill Standing in the fiberglass ruins watching time stand still All your troubles you confess to another faceless backless dress Schnapps chianti Porto and ouzo Pernod vodka sambuca, I love you so Deportee   Tatty beauty talking in riddles Rome burns down everybody's on the fiddle Two thousand dollars for a wife and some class A thousand years drowned in a chaser glass How I wish that she was mine I could have been a king in six/eight time Schnapps chianti Porto and ouzo Pernod vodka sambuca, I love you so Deportee   It's a brittle charm but she's had enough Still she wrote her number on his paper cuff You don't know where to start or where to stop All this pillow talk is nothing more than talking shop   When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing They took my return ticket without me even knowing I pray to the saints and all the martyrs For the secret life of Frank Sinatra But none of these things have come to pass In America the law is a piece of ass I'm a deportee   Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo Pernod vodka sambuca, I love you so   Alternate lyrics to "Deportee" In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill Standing in the fiberglass ruins watching time stand still All your troubles you confess to another faceless, backless dress Schnapps, chianti, Porto and ouzo Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so Deportee There's a tattered beauty talking in riddles Rome burns down and everybody fiddles Deportee But a thousand dollars won't buy you a Yankee wife, alas There's a thousand years of history ground in this chaser glass And how I wish that she was mine I could have been the King in Six Eight Time Deportee Oh, it's a brittle charm, but she's had enough Still she wrote her name upon his paper cuff And you don't where to start or where to stop All this pillow talk is nothing more than finally talking shop When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing They took my return ticket without me even knowing Well, I pray to the saints and all the martyrs For the secret life of Frank Sinatra But none of these things have come to pass In America the law is a piece of ass Deportee So it's Schnapps, chianti, porter and ouzo Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so Deportee Deportee Poor Deportee  

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