There's a justice in this world
And I know just what she's called
She's called Elaine

There's a dead man in your heart
And he takes up too much room
And I know just what he's called
He's called Steve

There's a farmer in the clouds
And he's sowing golden seeds
And he's feeding on your dreams
That's the only thing you need
And I know just what he's called
He's called Ray

I'm starting to freeze
Freeze
Freeze
Freeze

I know who wrote the book of love
It was an idiot, it was a fool
A slobbering fool with a speech defect and a shakin' hand
And he wrote my name next to yours
But it should have been David Byrne or somebody

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There's a justice in this world
She's cruel but she's fair
And I know just what she's called
She's called Elaine

She's called Elaine

Writer : HITCHCOCK, ROBYN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing