Button My Lip - Elvis Costello, The Imposters

Don’t want to talk about the government

Don’t want to talk about some incident

Don’t want to talk about some peppermint gum

Don’t want to talk about the time to come

Button my lip

'Til I’m smart enough

Don’t raise your hand

'Cos I’m not offering

It serves you right

Now you are suffering

Give me a chance

To see it though

It all depends on what you hold is true

Button my lip

With your kiss

Don’t want to hear some little sniveling

You just don’t get what I’m delivering

Maybe you want me

But you know you can’t

I’d say, 'I want you?

But you know I don’t

Button my lip

'Til I’m old enough

'Til I’m smart enough

'Til I’m?

Button my lip

Don’t want to come at your beckoning

For any day they’ll be a reckoning

Don’t want to hear what is impossible

Baby, you’ve become invisible

Button my lip

I’ve seen those clowns vacant and insolent

I stand accused but I am innocent

I am the mighty and magnificent