Text: Elvis Costello. North. I'm In The Mood Again.

Hail to the taxis they go where I go
Farewell the newspapers that know more than I know
Flung under a street lamp still burning at dawn
I'm in the mood again

I walk the damp streets rather than slumber
Along past the fine windows of shameless and plunder
But none of their riches could ever compare
I'm in the mood again

I don't know what's come over me
But it's nothing that I'm doing wrong
You took the breath right out of me
Now you'll find it in the early hours in a lover's song

I lay my head down on fine linens and satins
Away from the mad hatters who live in Manhattan
The Empire State Building illuminating the sky
I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood again