Who Do You Think You Are?

Lyrics

The hunted look, the haunted grace

The empty laugh that you cultivate

You fall into that false embrace

And kiss the air about her face

Who do you think you are?

The tres bon mots you almost quote

From your quiver of literary darts

A thousand or so tuneless violins

Thrilling your cheap little heart

Who do you think you are?

The cigarette burns right down to the ash

My coffee cup is unstained

The waiter hovers close at hand

His courtesy strained

Who do you think you are?

I close with my regards

Well I'm the red-faced gentleman

Caught in this picture postcard

Who do you think you are?

Trying my best to make the best of your absence

Though the joke gets tired and sordid

And sea-shell hearts get trampled under foot

Punchlines unrewarded

But even at this distance, it's not easy to accept

The vision that I chase returns when I least expect it

I've fallen from your tired embrace

I kiss the air about the place that should be your face

Credits

• Words by: D.P.A. MacManus and Marina Thomas
  Music by: Michael Thomas
• Produced by: Kevin Killen, Elvis Costello and The Brodsky Quartet
• Musicians:

Elvis Costello - Voice

The Brodsky Quartet:

Michael Thomas - Violin

Ian Belton - Violin

Paul Cassidy - Viola

Jacqueline Thomas - Violoncello

Discography

Albums:

• The Juliet Letters, 1993
• The Juliet Letters (Deluxe Edition), Rhino, 2006
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Soundtracks:

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Various Artists collections:

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Covers

Recorded by:

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Performed by:

• Björk and the Brodsky Quartet
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