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歌手: Elvis Costello
时长: 04:49
Bedlam (混乱) - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛)[00:00:00]
I've got this phosphorescent portrait[00:00:11]
Of gentle Jesus meek and mild[00:00:13]
I've got this harlot that[00:00:15]
I'm stuck with carrying[00:00:17]
Another man's child[00:00:18]
The solitary star announcing[00:00:20]
Vacancy burnt out as we arrived[00:00:22]
They'd throw us back[00:00:25]
Across the border[00:00:26]
If they knew that we survived[00:00:28]
And they were surprised to see us[00:00:30]
So they greeted us with palms[00:00:32]
They asked for ammunition[00:00:35]
Acts of contrition and small alms[00:00:37]
And I might recite a small prayer[00:00:40]
If I ever said them[00:00:43]
I lay down on an iron frame[00:00:45]
Found myself in bedlam[00:00:48]
I wish that I could take something[00:00:50]
For drowning out the noise[00:00:52]
Wailing echoes down the corridors[00:00:55]
I've got this imaginary radio[00:01:07]
And I'm punching up the dial[00:01:09]
I've got the AC trained on the TV[00:01:12]
So it won't blow up in my eye[00:01:14]
Every thing that[00:01:17]
I thought fanciful and[00:01:18]
Mocked as too extreme[00:01:20]
Must be family entertainment here[00:01:22]
In the strange land of my dreams[00:01:25]
Now I'm practicing my[00:01:27]
Likeness of St Francis of Assisi[00:01:28]
If I hold my hand outstretched[00:01:32]
A little bird comes to me[00:01:34]
I might recite a small prayer[00:01:37]
If I ever said them[00:01:39]
I lay down on an iron frame[00:01:42]
Found myself in bedlam[00:01:44]
Escaping from the fingers[00:01:47]
That were stretching[00:01:49]
Through the bars[00:01:50]
Wailing echoes[00:01:52]
Down the corridors[00:01:53]
The player piano[00:02:04]
Picks out Life Goes On[00:02:05]
The ring tone rang out Jerusalem[00:02:09]
In this pit of sadness[00:02:14]
Where the wretched plunge[00:02:16]
We've buried all the innocents[00:02:19]
Must bury revenge[00:02:21]
They've got this scared and[00:02:34]
Decorated girl strapped[00:02:35]
To the steel trunk of a mustang[00:02:36]
They drove[00:02:38]
Her down a cypress grove[00:02:39]
Where traitors hang[00:02:41]
And stars still spangle[00:02:41]
They dangled flags and[00:02:43]
Other rags along a coloured[00:02:45]
Thread of twine[00:02:47]
They dragged[00:02:48]
That bruised and purple heart[00:02:48]
Along the road to Palestine[00:02:51]
Someone went off muttering[00:02:53]
He mentioned thirty pieces[00:02:56]
Easter saw a slaughtering[00:02:58]
Each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces[00:03:00]
My thoughts returned[00:03:03]
To vengeance[00:03:04]
But I put up no resistance[00:03:05]
Though I seemed[00:03:08]
A long way from my home[00:03:08]
It really was no distance[00:03:10]
And I might recite a small prayer[00:03:13]
If I ever said them[00:03:15]
I lay down on an iron frame[00:03:18]
Found myself in bedlam[00:03:20]
Bowing like an actor[00:03:23]
Acknowledging applause[00:03:25]
Playing the Crusader[00:03:28]
Who was conquering the Moors[00:03:30]
And he knew the consequences[00:03:33]
But he won't accept the cause[00:03:34]
Wailing echoes down the corridors[00:03:38]
Bedlam Bedlam[00:03:45]