Stations Of The Cross
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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The tempest blows up from a squall
Past the Cape of Bad Conscience
Into the Gulf of the Cauldron
Roars over the coastline to batter and flatten
Exposing the roots like the dyed hair of slattern

Scrapper and mauler in a rope ring this small
Outside the wind is punching
There's no one to hear it
No one hears the bell ring
Except the one who comes to fear it
And they continue to brawl

He's buying his way into heaven I suppose
He weeps at the blows
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
He turns the dial slowly
Through the Stations of the Cross

Crowd done up dandy
In diamonds and finery
Baying and howling
All bloodlusty calling
Fists like pistons
Faces like meat spoiling
Haul, boys, haul, bully-boys haul

Later that evening
Molly and her gunman
Go down the stairs to a dive like a dungeon
Meanwhile in the backroom there's a girl like a sponge
Saying, "Bring him in long as a constable's truncheon"

The gunman wants Molly to kingdom come
Then blows them all to the hereafter
Who's scuttling away now and hidden from our view?
Who tightened the tourniquet, turning her blue?

They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose
Before the gates are closed
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
They'll turn the dial slowly through the Stations of the Cross

The gale of hale laughter
Scales up the ivory
The black keys of her fine whine descend into the minor
Die away breathless
Diminishing behind her
Haul boys haul, bully-boys haul

The water came up to the eaves
You'd think someone had opened a valve
It's too soon to stay now and too late to leave
So spare your remorse all the way up to Calvary

They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose
Before the gates are closed
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
Turning the dial slowly through the Stations of the Cross




Through the Stations of the Cross
Through the Stations of the Cross

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Elvis Costello's song "Stations Of The Cross" suggest a narrative of violence, corruption, and moral ambiguity, set against a backdrop of turbulent weather and societal decay. The first stanza sets the scene, with the tempest blowing up and battering the coastline, exposing the roots of society's rot. The second stanza introduces a scrapper and mauler in a small rope ring, fighting while the wind punches outside - a metaphor for the brutality and senselessness of violence. The third stanza introduces the character of a man who weeps at the blows but is buying his way into heaven through a series of religious stations. The fourth stanza describes a crowd baying and howling in a bloodlusty frenzy, and a gunman who blows them all away. In the final stanza, the storm floods the area and it becomes too late to leave, leaving the characters to face their fate.


The song's lyrics are open to interpretation, but some have suggested that it is a commentary on the corrupting influence of power and the futility of seeking redemption through religion. The Stations of the Cross are a series of events in the life of Jesus that are traditionally commemorated by Catholics, and the idea of turning a dial through them suggests a superficial, mechanical approach to faith that contrasts with the violent and chaotic events of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

The tempest blows up from a squall
The storm begins suddenly and violently.


Past the Cape of Bad Conscience
It passes by a place of guilt and regret.


Into the Gulf of the Cauldron
It enters a place of danger and turmoil.


Roars over the coastline to batter and flatten
It rages fiercely, wreaking havoc on everything in its path.


Exposing the roots like the dyed hair of slattern
It uncovers something hidden and shameful, like the roots of poorly dyed hair.


Scrapper and mauler in a rope ring this small
Two fighters are in a small arena, fighting fiercely.


Outside the wind is punching
The wind is strong and forceful.


There's no one to hear it
No one is there to witness the wind's strength.


No one hears the bell ring
The fighters' struggle goes unnoticed.


Except the one who comes to fear it
Only the one who is frightened by the wind's power takes notice.


And they continue to brawl
The fighters keep battling, despite the lack of an audience.


He's buying his way into heaven I suppose
He thinks he can secure a place in heaven through his actions.


He weeps at the blows
He is emotional and distraught about the pain he is inflicting and experiencing.


But down in a location that we cannot disclose
There is a secretive place where something important is happening.


He turns the dial slowly
He takes a gradual, deliberate approach to something important.


Through the Stations of the Cross
He is following the path of Jesus' crucifixion and death, seeking redemption.


Crowd done up dandy
The audience is dressed flamboyantly.


In diamonds and finery
They are wearing expensive jewelry and clothing.


Baying and howling
The spectators are shouting with excitement and anticipation.


All bloodlusty calling
They are eager to see a violent and bloody confrontation.


Fists like pistons
The fighters are punching rapidly and powerfully.


Faces like meat spoiling
Their faces are bruised and beaten, looking like decaying meat.


Haul, boys, haul, bully-boys haul
The audience is urging the fighters on, excited by their brutality.


Later that evening
At a later time that day.


Molly and her gunman
Molly and her associate armed with firearms.


Go down the stairs to a dive like a dungeon
They descend into a seedy, dark place.


Meanwhile in the backroom there's a girl like a sponge
In another part of the establishment, there is a girl who is absorbing all that is happening around her.


Saying, 'Bring him in long as a constable's truncheon'
She is requesting someone to come to her violently and forcefully.


The gunman wants Molly to kingdom come
Molly's associate wants her to die violently.


Then blows them all to the hereafter
The associate kills everyone in the establishment.


Who's scuttling away now and hidden from our view?
Someone is running away and hiding, out of sight.


Who tightened the tourniquet, turning her blue?
Someone put a tourniquet on her, causing her skin to turn blue from lack of blood flow.


The gale of hale laughter
Laughter that is strong and forceful.


Scales up the ivory
It rises up the piano keys.


The black keys of her fine whine descend into the minor
The sad, sorrowful notes of her voice accompany the laughter.


Die away breathless
The laughter fades away, leaving a somber silence.


Diminishing behind her
The sound becomes quieter, receding as a background to the sadness in her voice.


The water came up to the eaves
The level of water rose high, almost reaching the roof.


You'd think someone had opened a valve
It seems as though a large amount of water was released suddenly.


It's too soon to stay now and too late to leave
It is a difficult decision to make: whether to stay or go.


So spare your remorse all the way up to Calvary
Put aside your feelings of guilt and regret until the very end, like Jesus on his way to his crucifixion.


Turning the dial slowly through the Stations of the Cross
Following the path of Jesus' crucifixion and death, seeking redemption gradually and deliberately.


Through the Stations of the Cross
Continuing on this path of redemption and salvation.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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