Love or Money

Love or Money Lyrics

Song	Love or Money
Artist	Joni Mitchell
Album	Miles of Aisles [live]
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	作词 : Mitchell
	The firmament of
	Tinsel Town
	Is strung with tungsten stars
	Lot's of forty watt successes
	He says, "Where's my own shining hour?"
	He's the well kept secret of the underground
	He's in debt to the company store
	Because his only channeled aspiration
	Was getting back that girl he had before
	He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme
	Describing what it is to lose
	He's got some just for laughs, he's got some for love
	That mainline to his blues
	Some to shed a little light
	On you and on me
	Some to shed a little light
	On a human story
	The wars of pride and property
	The rebel
	Irish and the promised land
	JewFighting behind his eyes and over seas
	Wounded in action and no ceasefire in view
	Brave reporters bring the battles home
	But tonight inside that box
	Just more bang-bang ketchup color to him
	Just more
	Twentieth
	Century Fox
	All because that ghostly girl comes haunting
	Just out of reach outside his bed
	She kicks the covers off of his sleep
	For the clumsy things he said
	She commands his head
	She tries his sanity
	She demands his head
	Tonight unknowingly
	Vaguely she floats and lacelike
	Blown in like a curtain on the night wind
	She's nebulous and naked
	He wonders where she's been
	He grabs at the air because there's nothing there
	Her evasiveness stings him now
	With long legs, long lonely legs
	Bruised from banging into things
	One day he was standing just outside her door
	He was carrying an armload of bright balloons
	She just laughed
	She said she heard him knocking
	And she teased him for the moon"Is one the moon, dear clownTied to a string for me?"
	He tried but he could not get it down
	For truth or mystery
	He tried but he could not get it down
	For love or money

	zuo ci : Mitchell
	The firmament of
	Tinsel Town
	Is strung with tungsten stars
	Lot' s of forty watt successes
	He says, " Where' s my own shining hour?"
	He' s the well kept secret of the underground
	He' s in debt to the company store
	Because his only channeled aspiration
	Was getting back that girl he had before
	He' s got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme
	Describing what it is to lose
	He' s got some just for laughs, he' s got some for love
	That mainline to his blues
	Some to shed a little light
	On you and on me
	Some to shed a little light
	On a human story
	The wars of pride and property
	The rebel
	Irish and the promised land
	JewFighting behind his eyes and over seas
	Wounded in action and no ceasefire in view
	Brave reporters bring the battles home
	But tonight inside that box
	Just more bangbang ketchup color to him
	Just more
	Twentieth
	Century Fox
	All because that ghostly girl comes haunting
	Just out of reach outside his bed
	She kicks the covers off of his sleep
	For the clumsy things he said
	She commands his head
	She tries his sanity
	She demands his head
	Tonight unknowingly
	Vaguely she floats and lacelike
	Blown in like a curtain on the night wind
	She' s nebulous and naked
	He wonders where she' s been
	He grabs at the air because there' s nothing there
	Her evasiveness stings him now
	With long legs, long lonely legs
	Bruised from banging into things
	One day he was standing just outside her door
	He was carrying an armload of bright balloons
	She just laughed
	She said she heard him knocking
	And she teased him for the moon" Is one the moon, dear clownTied to a string for me?"
	He tried but he could not get it down
	For truth or mystery
	He tried but he could not get it down
	For love or money

	zuò cí : Mitchell
	The firmament of
	Tinsel Town
	Is strung with tungsten stars
	Lot' s of forty watt successes
	He says, " Where' s my own shining hour?"
	He' s the well kept secret of the underground
	He' s in debt to the company store
	Because his only channeled aspiration
	Was getting back that girl he had before
	He' s got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme
	Describing what it is to lose
	He' s got some just for laughs, he' s got some for love
	That mainline to his blues
	Some to shed a little light
	On you and on me
	Some to shed a little light
	On a human story
	The wars of pride and property
	The rebel
	Irish and the promised land
	JewFighting behind his eyes and over seas
	Wounded in action and no ceasefire in view
	Brave reporters bring the battles home
	But tonight inside that box
	Just more bangbang ketchup color to him
	Just more
	Twentieth
	Century Fox
	All because that ghostly girl comes haunting
	Just out of reach outside his bed
	She kicks the covers off of his sleep
	For the clumsy things he said
	She commands his head
	She tries his sanity
	She demands his head
	Tonight unknowingly
	Vaguely she floats and lacelike
	Blown in like a curtain on the night wind
	She' s nebulous and naked
	He wonders where she' s been
	He grabs at the air because there' s nothing there
	Her evasiveness stings him now
	With long legs, long lonely legs
	Bruised from banging into things
	One day he was standing just outside her door
	He was carrying an armload of bright balloons
	She just laughed
	She said she heard him knocking
	And she teased him for the moon" Is one the moon, dear clownTied to a string for me?"
	He tried but he could not get it down
	For truth or mystery
	He tried but he could not get it down
	For love or money

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