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Richard Thompson( Richard & Linda Thompson )
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Gethsemane
作詞:Richard Thompson
Among the headstones you played as boys Crypts and tombs like a roomful of toys Just up the river from a smoke and the noise Gethsemane
And there's war-whoops and secret signs in the trees Estuary smells coming up on the breeze Oh, perfect endless days like these Oh, Gethsemane, Gethsemane
Sailboat on the cadie, push bike on the quay In your eyes there's fire, in your hand destiny
Oh, be something, be something fine, fine
Down the river, into the noise and the smoke Being daring with the staring, uncaring folk Laugh with you, laugh at you, you'll never get the joke Gethsemane
And they broke your spirit there in the marines And flushed your head down inside the latrines Frozen in the sacrament, derailed in your teens もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Never saw the enemy, oh, Gethsemane
And those bosses betrayed, soon let you go The fire in your eyes, how could they know?
Oh, be something, be something fine, fine
Now you got your own boys hell bent for leather Dead before they're 18, or bitter old men forever They never saw the halo moon rise over the river Of Gethsemane
Now there's a pain in your head, puts lead in your shoes Better get it seen to, it's gonna be bad news How did the perfect world get so confused? Oh, Gethsemane, oh, Gethsemane
Who sucked out the freedom days without end? Under the weight of it all you must bend
Oh, be something, be something fine Be something, be something fine, fine, fine
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