Indoor Fireworks

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Lyrics - Credits - Discography - Covers - Bootlegs - Chords

Lyrics

We play these parlour games

We play at make believe

When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave

Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try

We go straight past pretending

To the part where everybody loves to cry


(chorus)

Indoor fireworks

Can still burn your fingers

Indoor fireworks

We swore we were safe as houses

They're not so spectacular

They don't burn up in the sky

But they can dazzle or delight

Or bring a tear

When the smoke gets in your eyes


You were the spice of life

The gin in my vermouth

And though the sparks would fly

I thought our love was fireproof

Sometimes we'd fight in public darling

With very little cause

But different kinds of sparks would fly

When we got on our own behind closed doors


(chorus)

It's time to tell the truth

These things have to be faced

My fuse is burning out

And all that powder's gone to waste

Don't think for a moment dear that we'll ever be through

I'll build a bonfire of my dreams

And burn a broken effigy of me and you


(chorus)


Credits

The Little Hands Of Concrete - acoustic guitar, vocals
James Burton - acoustic guitar
Jerry Scheff - string bass
Mitchell Froom - Hammond organ

Discography

Albums:

Singles:

  • none

Collections:

Soundtracks:

  • none

Various Artists collections:

  • none

Alternate Versions:

  • Indoor Fireworks (Solo Demo)
King Of America (Deluxe Edition), Rhino/Edsel, 2005
Produced by: (none credited)
Musicians:
Elvis Costello - vocal, guitar

Covers

Recorded by:

Performed by:

  • This section is incomplete.

Bootlegs

  • This section is incomplete.

Chords

Chords:

       E A D G B e

E7:    0 2 0 1 3 0

Esus:  0 2 2 2 0 0

B7:    0 2 1 2 0 2

C#m:   4 4 6 6 5 4

F#m:   2 4 4 2 2 2



             E
We play these parlour games

We play at make believe
            E7                A
When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave
          A/G#    A/F#  A/E        B7            E
Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try
A     A/G#     A/F#    A/E
We go straight past pretending
B7                          C#m
To the part where everybody loves to cry

C#m // B7

Chorus
E                   Esus E
Indoor fireworks

Can still burn your fingers
B7
Indoor fireworks
E
We swore we were safe as houses

They're not so spectacular
          E7              A
They don't burn up in the sky
    A    A/G# A/F#  A/E B7
But they can  daz - zle or delight
F#m           B7
   Or bring a tear
                           E
When the smoke gets in your eyes

You were the spice of life
The gin in my vermouth
And though the sparks would fly
I thought our love was fireproof
Sometimes we'd fight in public darling
With very little cause
But different kinds of sparks would fly
When we got on our own behind closed doors

Chorus

It's time to tell the truth
These things have to be faced
My fuse is burning out
And all that powder's gone to waste
Don't think for a moment dear that we'll ever be through
I'll build a bonfire of my dreams
And burn a broken effigy of me and you

Chorus

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