Invasion Hit Parade
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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Now that you set everybody free
What are you going to do about me?
Don`t want to be treated like some poor grateful clown
I`d rather go back to the sweet underground
Where I can tell by the color of my skin
And I know my neighbor `cos he`s the one, yes he`s the one
Who always turns me in
A woman works the tunnel in the middle of the night
Picking up every lost object in sight
Handbags, toupees, lost legs and fingernails
The black market eats up all your failures
Her transistor offers no salvation or regrets
No pool, no pets, no cigarettes
Just non-stop Disco Tex and the Sex-o-lettes

[Chorus:]
There`s no name, no name for the place
Or pain we`ll cause you again and again
If you do not co-operate with the invasion hit parade

The liberation forces make movies of their own
Playing their Doors records and pretending to be stoned
Drowning out a broadcast that wasn't authorized
Incidentally the revolution will be televised
With one head for business and another for good looks
Until they started arriving with their rubber aprons and their butcher`s hooks

[Chorus:]

They`re hunting us down here with Liberty`s light
A handshaking double talking procession of the mighty
Pursued by a T.V. crew and coming after them
A limousine of singing stars and their brotherhood anthem
The former dictator was impeccably behaved
They`re mopping up all the stubborn ones who just refuse to be saved





[Chorus:]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Elvis Costello's "Invasion Hit Parade" are a commentary on the political and social turmoil of the late 1970s. The song's speaker is addressing someone who has apparently brought about a revolution or social change, but they are questioning what will happen to them personally now that everyone has been set free. They are resistant to being treated as a grateful clown or token of some sort, and instead wish to retreat back to the "sweet underground" where they feel more comfortable. The mention of knowing their neighbor by skin color suggests a level of mistrust and division that exists in the world post-revolution. The woman in the tunnel picking up lost objects symbolizes the way in which people will consume and profit off of others' failures, while the non-stop Disco Tex and the Sex-o-lettes on the transistor symbolize an escape from reality into a world of flashy entertainment.


The chorus, "there's no name for the place or pain we'll cause you again and again if you do not co-operate with the invasion hit parade," represents the idea that the revolution or change is not without its consequences and that those who resist or don't comply will be punished. The second verse touches on the idea that those who claim to be "liberation forces" or "revolutionaries" may not have the best intentions or might be more focused on playing music and pretending to be stoned than actually bringing about change. The reference to the revolution being televised speaks to the idea that media and propaganda are often used to sway public opinion and create a false sense of reality.


The final verse brings in imagery of government and celebrity, with the former dictator being impeccably behaved and the limousine of singing stars representing the way in which fame and influence can be co-opted to push a certain agenda. The song ends on a bleak note, with the "stubborn ones who just refuse to be saved" being "mopped up" by those in power. Overall, "Invasion Hit Parade" is a commentary on the way in which revolutions and social movements can often lead to more chaos and division, rather than the desired change and unity.


Line by Line Meaning

Now that you set everybody free
Since you have freed everyone, what is your plan for me?


What are you going to do about me?
I want to know what your intentions are for me now.


Don't want to be treated like some poor grateful clown
I refuse to be treated as a fool who should be grateful for their actions.


I'd rather go back to the sweet underground
I would rather return to a familiar and comfortable environment away from this chaos.


Where I can tell by the color of my skin
I can easily identify where I belong by the color of my skin.


And I know my neighbor `cos he`s the one, yes he`s the one
My neighbor is the one who exposes me to those in power.


Who always turns me in
They are always the ones who report me to authorities.


A woman works the tunnel in the middle of the night
During nocturnal hours, a woman attends to the tunnel.


Picking up every lost object in sight
She collects any items that are misplaced.


Handbags, toupees, lost legs and fingernails
These are some of the items she collects.


The black market eats up all your failures
The black market benefits from the failures of others.


Her transistor offers no salvation or regrets
She gains no solace or remorse from her transistor radio.


No pool, no pets, no cigarettes
In her deprived life, she cannot afford luxuries like a pool, pets, or cigarettes.


Just non-stop Disco Tex and the Sex-o-lettes
She can only enjoy the constant music of Disco Tex and the Sex-o-lettes.


There's no name, no name for the place
The place where we are is not a familiar one.


Or pain we'll cause you again and again
If you do not comply, we will cause you repeated harm.


If you do not co-operate with the invasion hit parade
If you do not cooperate with the invasion, we have a parade of punishment waiting.


The liberation forces make movies of their own
The forces of liberation make their own films.


Playing their Doors records and pretending to be stoned
They listen to Doors records and feign intoxication.


Drowning out a broadcast that wasn't authorized
They are competing with a transmission that has not been approved.


Incidentally the revolution will be televised
Coincidentally, the revolution will be broadcasted.


With one head for business and another for good looks
Some people have one face for business and another for good looks.


Until they started arriving with their rubber aprons and their butcher's hooks
Their arrival marks the time when we began to experience violence and brutality.


They're hunting us down here with Liberty's light
They are pursuing us here with the light of Liberty.


A handshaking double talking procession of the mighty
They are a procession of the powerful with dubious intentions.


Pursued by a T.V. crew and coming after them
The T.V. crew is pursuing them and they pursue us.


A limousine of singing stars and their brotherhood anthem
The singing stars arrive in a limousine while singing their brotherhood song.


The former dictator was impeccably behaved
The previous dictator conducted himself in a faultless manner.


They're mopping up all the stubborn ones who just refuse to be saved
They are aggressively trying to eliminate those of us who will not submit.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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