Elvis Costello - Blame It on Cain Lyrics

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Blame It on Cain

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What Are The Lyrics For Blame It on Cain By Elvis Costello?
Once upon a time, I had a little money
Government burglars took it along Before I could mail it to you Still you are the only one Now I can't let it slip away So if the man with the ticker tape, he tries to take it Well, this is what I'm gonna say Blame it on Cain Don't blame it on me Oh-oh, oh, it's nobody's fault But we need somebody to burn 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 to heaven will be wired to your purse And you can run down the waveband Coast-to-coast, hand in hand Bad to worse, curse for curse Don't be dissatisfied, so if you're not satisfied Blame it on Cain Don't blame it on me Oh-oh, oh, it's nobody's fault But we need somebody to burn I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town I think I'm going insane from talking to myself for so long Oh, but I've never been accused When they step on your face, then wear that good-look grin I gotta break out one weekend before I do somebody in But every single time I feel a little stronger They tell me it's a crime, well, how much longer? Blame it on Cain Don't blame it on me Oh-oh, oh, it's nobody's fault But we need somebody to burn Blame it on Cain, Oh-oh, oh, please don't blame it on me It's nobody's fault But it just seems to be his turn |
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Elvis Costello
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