Elvis Costello - 45 lyrics

Bells are chiming for victory There's a page back in history Forty five They came back to the world that they fought for Didn't turn out just like they thought Forty five Here is a song to sing to do the measuring What you lose, what you gain, what you win? Nine years later a child is born There's a record, so you put it on Forty five Nine years more, if we're lucky now Nine year old puts his money down Forty five Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat Every breath that I held for you Forty five There's a stack of shellac and vinyl Which is yours now and which is mine? Forty five Here is a song to sing to do the measuring What you lose, what you gain, what you win? Ba** and treble heal every hurt There's a rebel in a nylon shirt But the words are a mystery, I've heard 'Til you turn it down to thirty three and a third 'Cause it helps with the elocution Corporations turn revolutions Forty five So don't you weep and shed Just change your name instead What you lose when it all goes to your head? I heard something peculiar said: "Perhaps he's got a shot and now he's dead" Forty five Bells are chiming and tears are falling It creeps up on you without a warning Forty five Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat Every breath that I bless I'd be lost, I confess Forty five, forty-five, forty-five, forty-five, yeah Ooo ooo ooo ooo Ooo ooo ooo ooo Ooo ooo ooo ooo Ooo ooo ooo ooo Ooo ooo ooo ooo Ooo ooo ooo ooo