Song | Mad John |
Artist | The Small Faces |
Album | Ogden's Nut Gone Flake |
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作词 : Lane, Marriott | |
There was an old man who lived in the greenwood nobody knew him or what he had done but mothers would say to their children, "Beware of Mad John." | |
John would sing with the birds in the morning laugh with the wind in the cold end of night but people from behind their curtains, said he's not quite right. | |
John had it sussed he was living the life of a tramp yes his bed was the cold and the damp but the sun was his friend he was free | |
So here was a wise one who loved all the haters he loved them so much that their hate turned to fear and shaking from behind their curtains the loved ones would hear. |
zuo ci : Lane, Marriott | |
There was an old man who lived in the greenwood nobody knew him or what he had done but mothers would say to their children, " Beware of Mad John." | |
John would sing with the birds in the morning laugh with the wind in the cold end of night but people from behind their curtains, said he' s not quite right. | |
John had it sussed he was living the life of a tramp yes his bed was the cold and the damp but the sun was his friend he was free | |
So here was a wise one who loved all the haters he loved them so much that their hate turned to fear and shaking from behind their curtains the loved ones would hear. |
zuò cí : Lane, Marriott | |
There was an old man who lived in the greenwood nobody knew him or what he had done but mothers would say to their children, " Beware of Mad John." | |
John would sing with the birds in the morning laugh with the wind in the cold end of night but people from behind their curtains, said he' s not quite right. | |
John had it sussed he was living the life of a tramp yes his bed was the cold and the damp but the sun was his friend he was free | |
So here was a wise one who loved all the haters he loved them so much that their hate turned to fear and shaking from behind their curtains the loved ones would hear. |