Elton John - Bitter Fingers lyrics

Music by elton john<br>Lyrics by bernie taupin<br>Available on the album captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy<br><br>I'm going on the circuit, I'm doing all the clubs<br>And I really need a song boys to stir those workers up<br>And get their wives to sing it with me just like in the pubs<br>When I worked the good old pubs in stepney<br><br>Oh could you knock a line or two together for a friend<br>Sentimental tear inducing with a happy end<br>And we need a tune to open our season at southend<br>Can you help us<br><br>It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers<br>So much to prove, so few to tell you why<br>Those old die-hards in denmark street start laughing<br>At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes<br>It seems to me a change is really needed<br>I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das<br>No more long days hacking hunks of garbage<br>Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars<br><br>I like the warm blue flame, the hazy heat it brings<br>It loosens up the muscles and forces you to sing<br>You know it's just another hit and run from the tin pan alley twins<br><br>And there's a chance that one day you might write a standard lads<br>So churn them out quick and fast and we'll still pat your backs<br>`cause we need what we can get to launch another dozen acts<br>Are you working