| Song | Slender Thread of Hope |
| Artist | Steppenwolf |
| Album | Paradox |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kay | |
| Words and music by John Kay | |
| You see that endless line? They're victims of our time | |
| Who's only crime was to bank on their fathers dreams | |
| To work hard all your life, to raise your family with your wife | |
| And to survive all the heartaches and bad breaks fate may bring | |
| But dreams are seldom real and an aching heart won't heal | |
| Standing in a line for a meal at a strangers door | |
| As night begins to fall, they lay down in the hall of the mission | |
| Of the Salvation Army that is loosing the war | |
| And they dream of home, where someone's waitin' | |
| Waitin' by the phone at the end of their rope | |
| But come early dawn as dreams are fading | |
| They're hanging by a slender thread of hope | |
| Now it's closing time again, she turns her collar to the wind | |
| Goes running in the rain to a friend on the way back home | |
| To hold the only joy the world did not destroy | |
| A laughing little brown eyed boy she calls her own | |
| Though he leads her by the hand and tries to be her little man | |
| He's really still too young to understand her quiet fears | |
| Oh bills weigh on her mind and she hates her daily grind | |
| 'Cause time for romance was impossible to find these last few years | |
| Now they're goin' home, where no one's waiting | |
| Weary to the bone, she tries to cope | |
| Sitting there alone, while slowly fading | |
| She rocks to sleep her slender thread of hope | |
| The news comes on at ten, the public servant will explain | |
| How pouring water on the drowning little man will solve the mess | |
| To save our way of life and to help us all survive | |
| Those with nothing will now have to stay alive on even less | |
| And as he spoke these words of wisdom | |
| Like a cruel joke beyond his scope | |
| With just one stroke from his fountain pen | |
| He cut the last and final thread of hope | |
| © 1984 Rambunctious Music (ASCAP) |
| zuo ci : Kay | |
| Words and music by John Kay | |
| You see that endless line? They' re victims of our time | |
| Who' s only crime was to bank on their fathers dreams | |
| To work hard all your life, to raise your family with your wife | |
| And to survive all the heartaches and bad breaks fate may bring | |
| But dreams are seldom real and an aching heart won' t heal | |
| Standing in a line for a meal at a strangers door | |
| As night begins to fall, they lay down in the hall of the mission | |
| Of the Salvation Army that is loosing the war | |
| And they dream of home, where someone' s waitin' | |
| Waitin' by the phone at the end of their rope | |
| But come early dawn as dreams are fading | |
| They' re hanging by a slender thread of hope | |
| Now it' s closing time again, she turns her collar to the wind | |
| Goes running in the rain to a friend on the way back home | |
| To hold the only joy the world did not destroy | |
| A laughing little brown eyed boy she calls her own | |
| Though he leads her by the hand and tries to be her little man | |
| He' s really still too young to understand her quiet fears | |
| Oh bills weigh on her mind and she hates her daily grind | |
| ' Cause time for romance was impossible to find these last few years | |
| Now they' re goin' home, where no one' s waiting | |
| Weary to the bone, she tries to cope | |
| Sitting there alone, while slowly fading | |
| She rocks to sleep her slender thread of hope | |
| The news comes on at ten, the public servant will explain | |
| How pouring water on the drowning little man will solve the mess | |
| To save our way of life and to help us all survive | |
| Those with nothing will now have to stay alive on even less | |
| And as he spoke these words of wisdom | |
| Like a cruel joke beyond his scope | |
| With just one stroke from his fountain pen | |
| He cut the last and final thread of hope | |
| 1984 Rambunctious Music ASCAP |
| zuò cí : Kay | |
| Words and music by John Kay | |
| You see that endless line? They' re victims of our time | |
| Who' s only crime was to bank on their fathers dreams | |
| To work hard all your life, to raise your family with your wife | |
| And to survive all the heartaches and bad breaks fate may bring | |
| But dreams are seldom real and an aching heart won' t heal | |
| Standing in a line for a meal at a strangers door | |
| As night begins to fall, they lay down in the hall of the mission | |
| Of the Salvation Army that is loosing the war | |
| And they dream of home, where someone' s waitin' | |
| Waitin' by the phone at the end of their rope | |
| But come early dawn as dreams are fading | |
| They' re hanging by a slender thread of hope | |
| Now it' s closing time again, she turns her collar to the wind | |
| Goes running in the rain to a friend on the way back home | |
| To hold the only joy the world did not destroy | |
| A laughing little brown eyed boy she calls her own | |
| Though he leads her by the hand and tries to be her little man | |
| He' s really still too young to understand her quiet fears | |
| Oh bills weigh on her mind and she hates her daily grind | |
| ' Cause time for romance was impossible to find these last few years | |
| Now they' re goin' home, where no one' s waiting | |
| Weary to the bone, she tries to cope | |
| Sitting there alone, while slowly fading | |
| She rocks to sleep her slender thread of hope | |
| The news comes on at ten, the public servant will explain | |
| How pouring water on the drowning little man will solve the mess | |
| To save our way of life and to help us all survive | |
| Those with nothing will now have to stay alive on even less | |
| And as he spoke these words of wisdom | |
| Like a cruel joke beyond his scope | |
| With just one stroke from his fountain pen | |
| He cut the last and final thread of hope | |
| 1984 Rambunctious Music ASCAP |