Luxembourg
Elvis Costello & The Attractions Lyrics


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Dressed up like a dog's dinner
Butter wouldn't melt on your paws
If this is a dog's life
Then you're the cat's clothes
They hire out your sons
Hire out your daughters
The man from abroad says he's already bought her
And now you look like a lover but you're only a tourist

You're either talking or yawning
You didn't listen to a thing you heard
Don't start your morning moaning or you might wake up in Luxembourg

You get over, you get over
You're worried by her body
She's worryin' about her bodily odor
You pull off
The pull over
You say that you love her when you really loathe her
Serves you right now she wants you to feed her and clothe her

You're either talking or yawning
You didn't listen to a thing you heard
Don't start your morning moaning or you might wake up in Luxembourg

They're smiling sweetly while they're looking daggers
Kick you where it really matters
Send all your friends to Coventry
And look for your name in last night's obituaries

If you've got the Deutschmarks
If you've got the yen, then
You get the shirt off her back and the clock off Big Ben
Somebody's soft touch
Struck all these bargains
In the drinking clubs with the council men making
Plans to put lead back in their pencils again

You're either talking or yawning
You didn't listen to a thing you heard
Don't start your morning moaning or you might wake up in Luxembourg, well
Well, well, well,
Well, well, well,
Well, well, well,




Ooo,
Well, oh, well, well, well, Luxembourg

Overall Meaning

The song "Luxembourg" by Elvis Costello is a satirical take on the relationship between Luxembourg and other European countries in the late 1970s, particularly around the issues of tax evasion and exploitation of their labour force. The lyrics are sharply critical of the way Luxembourg's people are treated as cheap labour, with their sons and daughters being hired out, and then sold off to foreign investors. The singer in the song is a tourist who has apparently come to Luxembourg for a romantic fling, but is soon revealed to be something of a hypocrite, as he claims to love the woman in question while secretly loathing her. By the end of the song, it is suggested that the tourist may have fallen victim to the same kind of exploitation that the Luxembourgers experience on a daily basis.


Throughout the song, Costello's use of metaphor is particularly striking. The opening line, "Dressed up like a dog's dinner / Butter wouldn't melt on your paws", suggests a sense of hypocrisy and insincerity, with the person in question putting on an act in order to deceive others. Similarly, the repeated refrain - "You're either talking or yawning / You didn't listen to a thing you heard" - suggests that this person is simply going through the motions, and is ultimately disconnected from the reality of the situation in Luxembourg. In contrast, the reference to "looking for your name in last night's obituaries" invokes a sense of danger and violence, and suggests that those who try to take advantage of the people of Luxembourg may quickly find themselves in deeper trouble than they anticipated.


Line by Line Meaning

Dressed up like a dog's dinner
You are dressed flamboyantly


Butter wouldn't melt on your paws
You are playing innocent


If this is a dog's life
If this is what life is like


Then you're the cat's clothes
Then you are someone who is out of place


They hire out your sons
They sell your sons for profit


Hire out your daughters
They sell your daughters for money


The man from abroad says he's already bought her
A foreign man claims to have bought her


And now you look like a lover but you're only a tourist
You seem like a lover but you are just a tourist


You're either talking or yawning
You are either talking or disinterested


You didn't listen to a thing you heard
You are not paying attention


Don't start your morning moaning or you might wake up in Luxembourg
Do not complain, or you might end up unhappy like being in Luxembourg


You get over, you get over
You move on


You're worried by her body
You are worried about her physical appearance


She's worryin' about her bodily odor
She is worried about her smell


You pull off
You drive away


The pull over
You park on the side of the road


You say that you love her when you really loathe her
You do not love her, despite what you say


Serves you right now she wants you to feed her and clothe her
You deserve what is happening, as now she wants you to take care of her


They're smiling sweetly while they're looking daggers
They are pretending to be nice while they secretly hate you


Kick you where it really matters
Hurt you where it will hurt the most


Send all your friends to Coventry
Ignore and avoid you and your friends


And look for your name in last night's obituaries
Hope that you are dead


If you've got the Deutschmarks
If you have German currency


If you've got the yen, then
If you have Japanese currency


You get the shirt off her back and the clock off Big Ben
You get everything you want, even unrealistic things


Somebody's soft touch
Someone who is easy to trick


Struck all these bargains
Made a deal for all of these things


In the drinking clubs with the council men making
In clubs where the town councilors are meeting


Plans to put lead back in their pencils again
Planning to gain power or influence again


Well, well, well
An expression of surprise


Ooo
A sound of surprise or delight


Luxembourg
The title of the song




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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