Text: Elvis Costello. Delivery Man. Country Darkness.

This tattered document, a mystery you can solve
Some burnt out filament flies buzzing around the bulb

Country darkness

He thought of traveling heard an approaching train
Drown out his desperate pulse, a song with no refrain

Country darkness

Oh, she daydreams of forbidden sins there must be something more
The prison she lives in the one with the open door

A veil is covering a glistening cruel blade
Suffer little children repent, unfaithful maid

Country darkness, country darkness, country darkness

Oh, she daydreams of forbidden sins there must be something more
The prison she lives in the one with the open door

A veil is covering a glistening cruel blade
Suffer little children repent, unfaithful maid

Country darkness, country darkness, country darkness, oh
Oh