Mischievous Ghost
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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She came dancing right before my eyes
She said she`d came to warn me
Before it dawned on me
I went walking on the blank hillside
Where the sunset falls
Where the sunset dies
She gave me love, she told me lies
That most mischievous ghost
She was in disguise, she was in disguise, she was in disguise.

He started to whistle, they bought him a flute
He was talking in tongues, they swore he was mute
He scoffed and blasphemed, they said it was beautiful
Busted a button, they bought him a suitcase full

They coloured him cricket and laced him up tight
As he drew on their days resurrected his nights
He raved in the dark, he went out in a blaze
"There you go," they said, "he`s good for nothing and lazy"

With scandal and shame they slandered his name
They told him to freeze, they damned him to roast
Disappointed that he passed away peacefully
Never [trying/dying] to be a mischievous ghost

They dug him up quick with a polish and lick
They powdered him up till he only looked sick
The hinge in his backbone would bend to applause
But his dancing was not quite as lively of course

These are the rewards immortality affords
Bullied and bribed and beaten to bliss
[Harrington slacks/Harrods in slacks] and tormental laments
Of going away and not being missed

With scandal and shame they slandered his name
They told him to freeze, they damned him to roast
Disappointed that he passed away peacefully
Never dying to be a mischievous ghost

With the green beer and the shamrock tattoos
Singing his songs of the battles we lose
And [when/will] you come home again so we can murder you
What would you do if they took his word
With forty-eight million to join in the toast
Move over my darling




Mischievous ghost
Mischievous ghost

Overall Meaning

The song "Mischievous Ghost" by Elvis Costello tells a story of a person who encountered a female ghost while walking on a hillside. The ghost gave him love but also told him lies, thus earning her the title "Mischievous Ghost." The song also introduces another character, a man who was once ridiculed by society for his behavior and appearance, only to be praised and honored after his death. The song reflects on how society's perception of people can drastically change after they pass away, despite how they were treated while alive.


The encounter with the Mischievous Ghost compares to the saying "skeletons in the closet." The ghost represents the secrets and hidden parts of our lives that are often revealed too late, leading to regret and misunderstanding. The man who was once teased and then celebrated reflects how society often doesn't appreciate individuals until they are gone. This can lead to a sense of disappointment and a feeling of not being missed.


Overall, "Mischievous Ghost" is a song about regret, secrets, and the fleeting nature of fame and success in the face of a society that often overlooks or misjudges individuals. It emphasizes the importance of living authentically and being true to oneself rather than worrying about what others might think.


Line by Line Meaning

She came dancing right before my eyes
A female entity appeared in front of me, dancing and moving energetically.


She said she`d came to warn me
The female entity told me that she arrived to caution me about something.


Before it dawned on me / I went walking on the blank hillside / Where the sunset falls / Where the sunset dies
Before I fully grasped what was happening, I walked into the empty hillside, where the sun set and faded away.


She gave me love, she told me lies / That most mischievous ghost / She was in disguise, she was in disguise, she was in disguise.
The female entity provided me with affection but also gave me falsehoods; she was definitely a tricky ghost, wearing different guises and changing her appearance.


He started to whistle, they bought him a flute / He was talking in tongues, they swore he was mute / He scoffed and blasphemed, they said it was beautiful / Busted a button, they bought him a suitcase full
A man began whistling, so people purchased him a flute. He spoke languages unrecognizable to the crowd who thought he couldn't speak at all. He criticized and ridiculed religion and they hailed it as masterful. After losing a button, they bought him a suitcase full.


They coloured him cricket and laced him up tight / As he drew on their days resurrected his nights / He raved in the dark, he went out in a blaze / 'There you go,' they said, 'he's good for nothing and lazy'
They made him look foolish and dressed him up fancy. He helped them find meaning in their mundane days, but only by bringing back the darkness from his wild life. He danced and partied like there was no tomorrow, but the people criticized him and called him worthless.


With scandal and shame they slandered his name / They told him to freeze, they damned him to roast
The people spread rumors and talked poorly about him, causing him disgrace. They ordered him to stop moving; then, they joked whether to freeze him alive or burn him to death.


Disappointed that he passed away peacefully / Never [trying/dying] to be a mischievous ghost
The people were disappointed that he died calmly and peacefully, without causing chaos as a mischievous ghost would have done.


They dug him up quick with a polish and lick / They powdered him up till he only looked sick / The hinge in his backbone would bend to applause / But his dancing was not quite as lively of course
They quickly exhumed and cleaned him up with care. They powdered him liberally to give him a healthy glow, but his frailty was still visible. The crowds clapped and praised his astute opinions, however, his dancing was underwhelming and not as energetic as before.


These are the rewards immortality affords / Bullied and bribed and beaten to bliss / [Harrington slacks/Harrods in slacks] and tormental laments / Of going away and not being missed
Immortality may extend fame, but it also causes bullying, bribery and physical abuse. You might be famous enough to wear designer clothes, but the torment of leaving life without being remembered weighs heavily.


With the green beer and the shamrock tattoos / Singing his songs of the battles we lose / And [when/will] you come home again so we can murder you / What would you do if they took his word / With forty-eight million to join in the toast / Move over my darling / Mischievous ghost / Mischievous ghost
The people drank green beer and wore shamrock tattoos as they sang his songs, lamenting over past defeats. The song asked when the man would return so they could kill him. The man doesn't know what he would do if they acted on their word, as millions of people would join in the celebration. They would, however, need to move over for the tricky ghost.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DECLAN MACMANUS

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