There's a smart young woman on a light blue screen
Who comes into my house every night.
And she takes all the red, yellow, orange and green
And she turns them into black and white.
But you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
Better cut off all identifying labels
Before they put you on the torture table
'Cause somewhere in the "Quizling Clinic"
There's a shorthand typist taking seconds over minutes
She's listening in to the Venus line
She's picking out names
I hope none of them are mine
But you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
Never said I was a stool pigeon
I never said I was a diplomat
Everybody is under suspicion
But you don't wanna hear about that
'Cause you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
Better send a begging letter to the big investigation
Who put these fingerprints on my imagination?
You you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
Who comes into my house every night.
And she takes all the red, yellow, orange and green
And she turns them into black and white.
But you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
Better cut off all identifying labels
Before they put you on the torture table
'Cause somewhere in the "Quizling Clinic"
There's a shorthand typist taking seconds over minutes
She's listening in to the Venus line
She's picking out names
I hope none of them are mine
But you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
Never said I was a stool pigeon
I never said I was a diplomat
Everybody is under suspicion
But you don't wanna hear about that
'Cause you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
Better send a begging letter to the big investigation
Who put these fingerprints on my imagination?
You you tease, and you flirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
inviata da Bart Pestalozzi - 8/9/2010 - 09:33
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Album “Armed Forces”
La descrizione di una sorta di “1984”: controllo mediatico (l’annunciatrice tv che ogni sera trasforma ogni colore in bianco e nero), omologazione (ciascuno indossa la sua maglietta verde militare), repressione (identificazione, intercettazione, tortura) mentre la vita continua apparentemente normale (“But you tease, and you flirt”).
“Quisling” è sinonimo di traditore, e si riferisce a Vidkun Quisling, primo ministro del governo collaborazionista norvegese durante l’occupazione nazista. Quello che non sapevo (e che lo stesso Costello spiega nelle note al brano) è che negli States, soprattutto in Wisconsin, ci sono parecchie “Quisling Clinic”, una catena di cliniche mediche (la prima fondata nel 1931) che appartengono alla famiglia Quisling. Tuttavia il fondatore, Sverre Quisling, sarà stato anche di origine norvegese, ma è nato e morto (a 102 anni!) negli USA per cui non ha avuto certamente nulla a che fare con il nazismo…