New Amsterdam
Elvis Costello & The Attractions Lyrics


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You're sending me tulips mistaken for lilies
You give me your lip after punching me silly
You turned my head till it rolled down the brain drain
If I had any sense now I wouldn't want it back again

New Amsterdam it's become much too much
Till I have the possession of everything she touches
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches
Till I speak double dutch to a real double duchess

Down on the mainspring, listen to the tick tock
Clock all the faces that move in on your block
Twice shy and dog tired because you've been bitten
Everything you say now sounds like it was ghost-written

New Amsterdam it's become much too much
Till I have the possession of everything she touches
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches
Till I speak double dutch to a real double duchess

Back in London they'll take you to heart after a little while
Though I look right at home I still feel like an exile

Somehow I found myself down at the dockside
Thinking about the old days of Liverpool and Rotherhithe
The transparent people who live on the other side
Living a life that is almost like suicide

New Amsterdam it's become much too much
Till I have the possession of everything she touches




Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches
Till I speak double dutch to a real double duchess

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Elvis Costello & The Attraction's song New Amsterdam deal with the confusion and disorientation of a person trying to navigate a new city and a new relationship. The first stanza describes the confusion of the character being sent tulips mistaken for lilies, and then being punched by their lover but still receiving a kiss. The metaphorical "head-turning" that occurred as a result of the relationship has left the character feeling adrift and wishing to reclaim their senses.


The song then shifts to a discussion of the city, with the character stating that New Amsterdam has become too much for them to handle. They feel as though their lover possesses everything they touch, and they cannot escape their influence. They feel as if they are speaking "double Dutch" to a "real double duchess," a metaphor for feeling out of place and unable to communicate effectively.


Finally, the song ends with the character reminiscing about their hometown of London while standing on the docks in New Amsterdam. The people they see around them seem to be living a life akin to "suicide," and the character feels like an exile.


Overall, the song paints a vivid picture of a person struggling with disorientation and dislocation, both within a relationship and in a new city.


Line by Line Meaning

You're sending me tulips mistaken for lilies
You're giving me things I don't want or need, confusing them for something else entirely.


You give me your lip after punching me silly
You insult me after causing me physical harm.


You turned my head till it rolled down the brain drain
You made me lose my mind and my sense of self.


If I had any sense now I wouldn't want it back again
If I were smart, I wouldn't want to go back to the way things were with you.


New Amsterdam it's become much too much
The city of New Amsterdam has become overwhelming.


Till I have the possession of everything she touches
Until I have complete control over everything in this city.


Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches
Until I can escape from the grasp of this city's influence.


Till I speak double dutch to a real double duchess
Until I can speak a language that even a high-class woman from the Netherlands wouldn't understand.


Down on the mainspring, listen to the tick tock
Examining the inner workings of a clock, hearing each second pass.


Clock all the faces that move in on your block
Take note of every person who comes into your space.


Twice shy and dog tired because you've been bitten
You're cautious and exhausted because you've been hurt before.


Everything you say now sounds like it was ghost-written
Your words lack sincerity and seem like they were written by someone else.


Back in London they'll take you to heart after a little while
People in London will grow to love you eventually.


Though I look right at home I still feel like an exile
Even though I fit in, I still feel like an outsider.


Somehow I found myself down at the dockside
For some reason, I ended up at the docks.


Thinking about the old days of Liverpool and Rotherhithe
I'm reminiscing about my past in Liverpool and Rotherhithe.


The transparent people who live on the other side
The people who live across the water are easy to read and predict.


Living a life that is almost like suicide
They're living a dangerous, reckless life.




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

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@oolongoolong789

His best song. Possibly.

@tallan9698

That is a hard row to hoe.

@gontierfrancois8115

Certainly. My favorite

@Meme_Lor

Elvis Costello is one of the greatest pop musicians of all time

@theunwantedcritic

Respectfully, I disagree. He was never that popular. But he was one of the most prolific songwriters in the last 75 years. I’ve heard this song dozens of times in the last 35 years but I haven’t heard it recently. He said he was listening to TikTok.

@cafinario

In 1980, when I was getting bored of the music out there, I listened to this and I had faith again.

@bumpasaurus487

Elvis Costello, the clash, and the talking heads were the best things to happen to music in the late 70s, exactly what was needed to get out of the played out self-indulgent cliche music rock had turned into.

@puite68

one of my all time favorite songs.

@tallan9698

It is a good one from a great record! P.S. I saw him do it live in New York City. 1981!

@stephencopps1561

Ever since I heard this l'm fascinated by the mention of Rotherhithe

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