| Song | All The Rage |
| Artist | Elvis Costello |
| Album | Unfaithful Music & Soundtrack Album |
| 作词 : Elvis Costello | |
| 作曲 : Elvis Costello | |
| 1-2-3,2-2-3 | |
| The twitching impulses to speak your mind | |
| I'll lend you my microscope and maybe you will find it | |
| Is it in that ugly place that's just behind your face | |
| Where you keep my picture still despite the fact | |
| That you had me replaced | |
| Chorus: | |
| Say 'goodbye' | |
| Baby can't you act your age? | |
| You know why | |
| I'm going to give it to you straight | |
| Although i'll never be | |
| Unhappy as you want me to be | |
| Still it's all the rage | |
| I'll probably play along | |
| Left to my own devices | |
| Spare me the drone of your advice | |
| The sins of garter and gin | |
| Confession may delay | |
| You know the measuring pole | |
| The merry boots of clay | |
| I've heard it all before | |
| You'll say it anyway | |
| Chorus | |
| Alone with your tweezers and your handkerchief | |
| You murder time and truth, love, laughter and belief | |
| So don't try to touch my heart, it's darker than you think | |
| And don't try to read my mind because it's full of disappearing ink | |
| Chorus | |
| Although i'll never be | |
| Unhappy as you want me to be | |
| Still it's all the rage |
| zuò cí : Elvis Costello | |
| zuò qǔ : Elvis Costello | |
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| The twitching impulses to speak your mind | |
| I' ll lend you my microscope and maybe you will find it | |
| Is it in that ugly place that' s just behind your face | |
| Where you keep my picture still despite the fact | |
| That you had me replaced | |
| Chorus: | |
| Say ' goodbye' | |
| Baby can' t you act your age? | |
| You know why | |
| I' m going to give it to you straight | |
| Although i' ll never be | |
| Unhappy as you want me to be | |
| Still it' s all the rage | |
| I' ll probably play along | |
| Left to my own devices | |
| Spare me the drone of your advice | |
| The sins of garter and gin | |
| Confession may delay | |
| You know the measuring pole | |
| The merry boots of clay | |
| I' ve heard it all before | |
| You' ll say it anyway | |
| Chorus | |
| Alone with your tweezers and your handkerchief | |
| You murder time and truth, love, laughter and belief | |
| So don' t try to touch my heart, it' s darker than you think | |
| And don' t try to read my mind because it' s full of disappearing ink | |
| Chorus | |
| Although i' ll never be | |
| Unhappy as you want me to be | |
| Still it' s all the rage |