All These Strangers
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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"Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear"
Upon freighter running dark out of Algiers
Put tiny grains in children's tears
While taking twenty five percent of all those flashbulbs and mementos
From the mechanized divisions rolling over your frontiers

I saw my baby talking to a man to day
Speaking softly in a confidential way
I saw her shadow pull his glove off
As a bluebird flew over
Life's is no pleasure
When you doubt the one you love

Who are all these strangers?

I never will, go back again
Go back into the past
The flood is rising fast
You can break a window and look down
Into a muddy glass
It's mirror or lens to burn

There was a deal done in Benghazi and Belgrade
Upon a scimitar or other crooked blade
Ransacks and loots, vacated suits
And a pistol points but never shoots,
Army sitting in a locomotive yard without their boots

Upstairs your man is painting rain out in the street
Imagines woman that he's destined still to meet
He's trying sidetrack, one to count on
Caught somewhere between a countess and a courtesan
And it's only love to feign and then it's gone

Who are all these strangers?

He's a privateer as dusk gets near
A brigand after dark, his victim lined with chalk
A corsair, filled with horsehair to the core
Dashed on eyes of adamantine, you despised his stripling whine

That little smudger and the mouthpiece that he's with
Using his claws just like a practiced fingersmith
I dreamed I took his digit prints
And then I sewed then on a villain's hands
Watched him ransom and demand
And then called the flatfoots in

I never will go back again
Go back into the past
The flood is rising fast
You can break the window and look down
Into the muddy glass
For it's a mirror or lens to burn

Who are all these strangers?
All these strangers

Sat upon a narrow bed
I thought about the things she said
All these strangers

How I wished the night would end
Tried to stop the days ahead




I'd carve her name down in the wood
Some small remembrance if I could

Overall Meaning

The song "All These Strangers" by Elvis Costello is a complex and enigmatic piece of music that touches upon themes of love, betrayal, loss, and identity. At its core, the song seems to be a meditation upon the nature of human relationships, and how we are often surrounded by people that we do not truly know or understand. The opening lines of the song set the stage for this exploration, as Costello sings "Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear / Upon freighter running dark out of Algiers." These lyrics suggest a sense of isolation and vulnerability, as if the singer is aware of their own impermanence and fears being forgotten or left behind.


As the song continues, Costello touches upon a variety of images and scenarios that reinforce this theme of disconnection and uncertainty. He speaks of children's tears being put under a microscope (an image that suggests the smallness and insignificance of human emotions), of lovers speaking in hushed tones and shadowy figures pulling off gloves, and of a man caught between a countess and a courtesan. Throughout all of these images, there is a sense of ambiguity and unease, as if the singer is struggling to find a sense of groundedness or stability in an unstable world.


Ultimately, the song is a rich and enigmatic exploration of the complexities of human relationships and the unknowability of other people. It suggests that we are all surrounded by strangers, and that the only way to navigate this uncertainty is to seek some small remembrance, some small connection to those we love and have lost.


Line by Line Meaning

Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear
If you mistreat me, I may leave without a trace, just like a freighter leaving Algiers in the middle of the night


Put tiny grains in children's tears
Spread sorrow and pain among the innocent, taking a cut from every moment of sadness like a silent observer


While taking twenty five percent of all those flashbulbs and mementos
Making a profit from capturing and selling memories, stealing a quarter of every snapshot and trinket that people hold dear


From the mechanized divisions rolling over your frontiers
Witnessing an invasion of cold, impersonal machines that rolls over all the boundaries we once held dear


I saw my baby talking to a man today
Feeling the anxiety and worry that comes with suspecting your lover of infidelity, watching them converse secretly with another person


Speaking softly in a confidential way
Whispering words of intimacy and trust in a way that feels like a betrayal


I saw her shadow pull his glove off
Seeing a dark, ominous omen of infidelity and deceit as her shadow undresses the man she's trying to seduce


As a bluebird flew over
As if nature itself is bearing witness and will remember this moment of infidelity forever


Life's no pleasure when you doubt the one you love
Experiencing the painful, joyless feeling of being uncertain and suspicious about the person you love


Who are all these strangers?
Feeling overwhelmed and isolated by the sheer number of strangers and unknown characters that populate our world


I never will go back again
Refusing to return to past mistakes and regrets, including those that are currently looming like an impending flood


Go back into the past
Surrendering oneself to the powerful force of nostalgia, which is often more deceptive than useful


The flood is rising fast
Feeling trapped and helpless as danger encroaches ever closer, making escape impossible


You can break the window and look down into the muddy glass
If you're brave enough to confront the reality of your situation, you'll see a distorted reflection of yourself and your surroundings


For it's a mirror or lens to burn
It can be painful to examine your own reflection, to face your flaws and shortcomings head-on


There was a deal done in Benghazi and Belgrade
Alluding to dark, behind-the-scenes events that take place in the shadows, far away from everyday life


Upon a scimitar or other crooked blade
Suggesting that violence and danger are lurking around every corner, ready to strike at any time


Ransacks and loots, vacated suits
Describing the aftermath of destruction and loss that follows in the wake of chaos and violence


And a pistol points but never shoots, Army sitting in a locomotive yard without their boots
Painting a picture of an ineffectual, powerless army that is unable to keep the peace or prevent chaos from taking over


Upstairs your man is painting rain out in the street
Describing the futile, hopeless attempts of a man to create beauty and happiness in the midst of a bleak, rainy world


Imagines woman that he's destined still to meet
Holding onto the fragile hope that someday he will connect with a woman who will complete him and make his life meaningful


He's trying sidetrack, one to count on
Trying to distract himself from his problems by focusing on a temporary, fleeting romance


Caught somewhere between a countess and a courtesan
Feeling trapped and pulled in different directions by the competing desires and expectations of two very different women


And it's only love to feign and then it's gone
Understanding that sometimes we pretend to love others, or allow ourselves to be fooled by others who pretend to love us, even though this love is fleeting and insincere


He's a privateer as dusk gets near
Painting a picture of a man who is brave and daring, but whose courage is tempered by the reality of darkness and danger


A brigand after dark, his victim lined with chalk
Showing the other side of courage and daring, the darker side of violence and brutality that comes with being a criminal


A corsair, filled with horsehair to the core
Reinforcing the idea of violence and danger, painting a picture of a man who is filled with rage and passion


Dashed on eyes of adamantine, you despised his stripling whine
Showing the disdain and contempt that those who are victims of violence and chaos feel towards their oppressors, who seem weak and pathetic in the eyes of their victims


That little smudger and the mouthpiece that he's with
Introducing the idea of a small-time criminal who is aligned with a more powerful criminal mastermind


Using his claws just like a practiced fingersmith
Showing how the criminal uses his experience and skill to manipulate and deceive those around him


I dreamed I took his digit prints
Projecting a sense of anger and revenge, imagining a scenario in which the singer is able to hold the criminal accountable for his actions


And then I sewed them on a villain's hands
Further emphasizing the desire for revenge and justice, imagining a scenario in which the criminal is finally caught and punished


Watched him ransom and demand
Imagining the criminal's desperate attempts to avoid punishment and seeking to mitigate the consequences of his actions


And then called the flatfoots in
Suggesting that justice will ultimately be served, and that those who commit criminal acts will eventually face the consequences of their actions


Sat upon a narrow bed
Feeling trapped and helpless in a narrow, confined space


I thought about the things she said
Reflecting on the words and actions of the artist's lover, trying to make sense of their feelings and motives


How I wished the night would end
Feeling overwhelmed and exhausted by the emotional toll of the night's events, wishing that the turmoil would come to an end


Tried to stop the days ahead
Attempting to forget the painful memories of the past and brace oneself for the uncertain future


I'd carve her name down in the wood
Hoping to leave a lasting physical reminder of the singer's love and devotion to their lover, even if the relationship comes to an end


Some small remembrance if I could
Desperately trying to hold on to some small shred of hope and positivity in the face of overwhelming pain and sorrow




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: T-BONE BURNETT, DECLAN PATRICK ALOYIUS MACMANUS

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