The Squirrel Crossed the Road Lyrics

Song	The Squirrel Crossed the Road
Artist	Jane Siberry
Album	Teenager
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	作词 : Siberry
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan
	and the afternoon cicada
	threw a spell across this land
	and the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks
	and threw a friend upon the sand
	oh None
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you have a man in mind
	second booth the King's Head
	leave the ordinary men behind
	go ask them to play
	all the glorious love songs they can find
	as for you, Dewar
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you have a drink in hand
	drinking to your gloom
	in the slow-whirl licensed room
	ah, yes - she was lovely
	you told us (many times)
	'neath the moon
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan...
	oh Madam
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until things are out of hand
	then you jump up to heaven
	pull down the wrath of God
	you're alive when men are falling down
	suspended when they're not
	and oh Thomas
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you are a man
	whether early morning hunting deer
	or women in the sand
	that measured raging overdrive
	makes you feel alive
	a man
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan...
	oh Sal
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you're in a foreign land
	haunting yourself at Delphi
	or melting in Lausanne
	or good times in Marbella
	(yes - you have a lovely tan)
	and Oh Little One
	now I understand
	that your searching never stops
	until you leave your head
	you want peace
	thank God you laugh at what your friends said
	they said - barefoot in the Himalayas
	he'll just find his feet have spread
	but in you I have greatest faith
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan
	and the afternoon cicada
	threw a spell across this land
	and the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks
	and threw a friend upon the sand

	zuo ci : Siberry
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan
	and the afternoon cicada
	threw a spell across this land
	and the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks
	and threw a friend upon the sand
	oh None
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you have a man in mind
	second booth the King' s Head
	leave the ordinary men behind
	go ask them to play
	all the glorious love songs they can find
	as for you, Dewar
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you have a drink in hand
	drinking to your gloom
	in the slowwhirl licensed room
	ah, yes she was lovely
	you told us many times
	' neath the moon
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan...
	oh Madam
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until things are out of hand
	then you jump up to heaven
	pull down the wrath of God
	you' re alive when men are falling down
	suspended when they' re not
	and oh Thomas
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you are a man
	whether early morning hunting deer
	or women in the sand
	that measured raging overdrive
	makes you feel alive
	a man
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan...
	oh Sal
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you' re in a foreign land
	haunting yourself at Delphi
	or melting in Lausanne
	or good times in Marbella
	yes you have a lovely tan
	and Oh Little One
	now I understand
	that your searching never stops
	until you leave your head
	you want peace
	thank God you laugh at what your friends said
	they said barefoot in the Himalayas
	he' ll just find his feet have spread
	but in you I have greatest faith
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan
	and the afternoon cicada
	threw a spell across this land
	and the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks
	and threw a friend upon the sand

	zuò cí : Siberry
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan
	and the afternoon cicada
	threw a spell across this land
	and the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks
	and threw a friend upon the sand
	oh None
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you have a man in mind
	second booth the King' s Head
	leave the ordinary men behind
	go ask them to play
	all the glorious love songs they can find
	as for you, Dewar
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you have a drink in hand
	drinking to your gloom
	in the slowwhirl licensed room
	ah, yes she was lovely
	you told us many times
	' neath the moon
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan...
	oh Madam
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until things are out of hand
	then you jump up to heaven
	pull down the wrath of God
	you' re alive when men are falling down
	suspended when they' re not
	and oh Thomas
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you are a man
	whether early morning hunting deer
	or women in the sand
	that measured raging overdrive
	makes you feel alive
	a man
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan...
	oh Sal
	now I understand
	that the searching never stops
	until you' re in a foreign land
	haunting yourself at Delphi
	or melting in Lausanne
	or good times in Marbella
	yes you have a lovely tan
	and Oh Little One
	now I understand
	that your searching never stops
	until you leave your head
	you want peace
	thank God you laugh at what your friends said
	they said barefoot in the Himalayas
	he' ll just find his feet have spread
	but in you I have greatest faith
	the squirrel crossed the road
	like a ribbon on a fan
	and the afternoon cicada
	threw a spell across this land
	and the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks
	and threw a friend upon the sand

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