No Hiding Place - Elvis Costello, The Imposters

In the not very distant future

When everything will be free

There won’t be any cute secrets

Let alone any novelty

You can say anything you want to

In your fetching cloak of anonymity

Are you feeling out of breath now?

In your desperate pursuit of infamy

Two lovers rocking up and down

In an elevator

15 minutes later

They’ll make a killing in the market

They know how to work it

On that close circuit

My, my, it’s a terrible disgrace

You’ll find these days that there’s

No Hiding Place

How proud you are

You got the knack

Of howling in a vacuum

Whatever I said about you

I didn’t say it behind your back

I paid for my immortal sins

I know the enemy within you

As it seems these days

There is no hiding place

Next time someone wants to hurt you

Or set alight your effigy

Don’t call on me to help you out

Don’t come crying to me for sympathy

You stay there with your daubs and scratches

While I summon up the red machine

I’ll be handing somebody matches

And carrying a can of kerosene

Walk up to me

And say what you said

Let’s see how brave you are

When I’m about this far

You sit in judgment and bitch

Well, baby that’s rich

You’re nothing but a snitch

My, my, it’s a terrible disgrace

My, my, it’s a terrible disgrace

My, my, it’s a terrible disgrace

You’ll find these days that there’s

No Hiding Place