Deeper Meaning

An astute reader quickly discerned the source of the title of my last post. It's the title of an Elvis Costello song which my memory served to tell me contained a few somewhat apt lyrics. From the song:

History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies the same defeats
Keep your finger on important issues
With crocodile tears and a pocketful of tissues...

But I know there's not a hope in Hades
All the laddies cat call and wolf whistle
So-called gentlemen and ladies
Dog fight like rose and thistle...

I've got a feeling
I'm going to get a lot of grief
Once this seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief.