I’M IN THE MOOD AGAIN (Elvis Costello)      Hail to the taxis?      They go where I go?      Farewell the newspapers that know more than I know?           Flung under a street-lamp still burning at dawn?     I’m in the mood again     I walk the damp streets rather than slumber?     Along past the fine windows of shameless and plunder?           But none of their riches could ever compare?     I’m in the mood again         I don’t know what’s come over me? But it’s nothing that I’m doing wrong?        You took the breath right out of me? Now you’ll find it in the early hours In a lover’s song     I lay my head down on fine linens and satin?     Away from the mad-hatters who live in Manhattan?          The Empire State Building illuminating the sky?     I’m in the mood I’m in the mood I’m in the mood again.   Capo on first fret (Bb)