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Bitter Fingers – Elton John

Elton John

Bitter Fingers lyrics

Language
English
Level
Intermediate
Released
1975
Genre
Pop
Length
4:34
  1. I'm going on the circuit, doing all the clubs

  2. And I really need a song, boys, to stir those workers up

  3. And get their wives to sing it with me just like in the pubs

  4. When I worked the good old pubs in Stepney

  5. Could you knock a line or two together for a friend?

  6. Sentimental tear inducing with a happy end

  7. And we need a tune to open

  8. Our season at Southend, can you help us?

  9. It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

  10. So much to prove, so few to tell you why

  11. Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing

  12. At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes

  13. It seems to me a change is really, really needed

  14. I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das

  15. No more long days hacking hunks of garbage

  16. Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars

  17. I like the warm blue flame, the hazy heat it brings

  18. It loosens up the muscles and forces you to sing

  19. You know it's just another hit and run

  20. From the tin pan alley twins

  21. And there's a chance that one day

  22. You might write a standard lads, so churn them out quick and fast

  23. And we'll still pat your backs

  24. 'Cause we need what we can get to launch another dozen acts

  25. Are you working?

  26. It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

  27. So much to prove, so few to tell you why

  28. Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing

  29. At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes

  30. It seems to me a change is really, really needed

  31. I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das

  32. No more long days hacking hunks of garbage

  33. Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars

  34. It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

  35. So much to prove, so few to tell you why

  36. Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing

  37. At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes

  38. It seems to me a change is really, really needed

  39. I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das

  40. No more long days hacking hunks of garbage

  41. Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars

  42. Swinging stars, swinging stars

  43. It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

  44. So much to prove, so few to tell you why

  45. Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing

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Key vocabulary

open
not closed; startA1
player's
belonging to a playerA1
really
in factA1
song
musical vocal pieceA1
workers
people who workA1
like
enjoy; similar to
another
one moreA1
change
become differentA1
days
24-hour time periodsA1
eyes
see organsA1

About this song

Elton John is an English singer-songwriter and pianist known for his role in pop rock and piano-driven glam rock. He became famous for the songwriting partnership with Bernie Taupin and for a career that produced major chart hits and award-winning performances.

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Bitter Fingers

I'm going on the circuit, doing all the clubs

And I really need a song, boys, to stir those workers up

And get their wives to sing it with me just like in the pubs

When I worked the good old pubs in Stepney

Could you knock a line or two together for a friend?

Sentimental tear inducing with a happy end

And we need a tune to open

Our season at Southend, can you help us?

It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

So much to prove, so few to tell you why

Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing

At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes

It seems to me a change is really, really needed

I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das

No more long days hacking hunks of garbage

Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars

I like the warm blue flame, the hazy heat it brings

It loosens up the muscles and forces you to sing

You know it's just another hit and run

From the tin pan alley twins

And there's a chance that one day

You might write a standard lads, so churn them out quick and fast

And we'll still pat your backs

'Cause we need what we can get to launch another dozen acts

Are you working?

It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

So much to prove, so few to tell you why

Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing

At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes

It seems to me a change is really, really needed

I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das

No more long days hacking hunks of garbage

Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars

It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

So much to prove, so few to tell you why

Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing

At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes

It seems to me a change is really, really needed

I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das

No more long days hacking hunks of garbage

Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars

Swinging stars, swinging stars

It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers

So much to prove, so few to tell you why

Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing