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Jimi Hendrix
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All Along the Watchtower (Alternate Take)
作詞:Bob Dylan
'There must be some kind of way out of here' Said a joker to the thief 'There is too much confusion, I can't get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine Plow men dig my earth
None with a level on the vine Nobody out of it is worth, hey
'No reason to get excited', the thief he kindly spoke 'There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke But you and I we've been through that And this is not our fate, so let us stop talk falsely now The hour is getting late'
All along the watchtower, princess kept the view While all the women came and went, barefoot servants too Outside in the cold distance, a wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl
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Play the Tool Quiz 'Vicarious'
Eye on the TV 'cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavour It happens to be like; Killed by the husband Drowned by the ocean Shot by his own son She used the poison in his tea And kissed him goodbye That's my kind of story It's no fun 'til someone dies
Don't look at me like I am a monster Frown out your one face But with the other Stare like a junkie Into the TV Stare like a zombie While the mother 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Holds her child Watches him die Hands to the sky crying Why, oh why? 'cause I need to watch things die From a distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies You all need it too, don't lie
Why can't we just admit it? Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing Neither the brave nor bold The writers of stories sold We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die From a good safe distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies You all feel the same so Why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down Drawn on grave and ground
Part vampire Part warrior Carnivore and voyeur Stare at the transmittal Sing to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie
Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men. Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen. Shouldn't have to say it all again. The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive. So it is. So it's always been.
We all feed on tragedy It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies Much better you than I
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