Worldwide Epiphany

	作曲 : Rundgren
	Worldwide epiphany, epiphany
	Down in the lowlands to the top of the hill
	Don't know what's comin', but we know that it will
	Blind in Benares, deaf and dumb in
	LA Hiding in
	Africa, but nobody gets away
	Give it up one more time for the king of soul
	Let the good times roll, bring it on, bring it on
	Dusk 'til dawn, the landlady's gone
	Send the bill to the government, pack it in cement
	Babies and bachelors, fishes, cabbages, and queens
	Can't hear it comin', but we know what it means
	Boats upon the ocean, every plane in the air
	Never know just how or when, but we always know where
	Take it from the ground up, this is the last roundup
	You can't win, and you can't break even
	You can't be leavin' the game anyway
	You've got to stay 'cause we came to play
	It's a new gene, a new wavelength, or maybe it's a virus
	Put the fire in us and inspire us
	To trust and lust for the good life
	And all that is required of us
	Turn to the headline news as if we had a right to choose
	To have no views as the rocket's red glare pollutes the air,
	And we swear that it can't happen here
	And we'll never be there
	We got the right to know, which means
	We got the right to misunderstand
	And slant the plan to help our hand and man
	They call it a culture, but it sucks you in like quicksand
	Killer bees finally make it to
	Tokyo Juliet never made it with
	Romeo But check out the video later
	Terminator
	III's gonna preview the next fifty years or so

	zuò qǔ : Rundgren
	Worldwide epiphany, epiphany
	Down in the lowlands to the top of the hill
	Don' t know what' s comin', but we know that it will
	Blind in Benares, deaf and dumb in
	LA Hiding in
	Africa, but nobody gets away
	Give it up one more time for the king of soul
	Let the good times roll, bring it on, bring it on
	Dusk ' til dawn, the landlady' s gone
	Send the bill to the government, pack it in cement
	Babies and bachelors, fishes, cabbages, and queens
	Can' t hear it comin', but we know what it means
	Boats upon the ocean, every plane in the air
	Never know just how or when, but we always know where
	Take it from the ground up, this is the last roundup
	You can' t win, and you can' t break even
	You can' t be leavin' the game anyway
	You' ve got to stay ' cause we came to play
	It' s a new gene, a new wavelength, or maybe it' s a virus
	Put the fire in us and inspire us
	To trust and lust for the good life
	And all that is required of us
	Turn to the headline news as if we had a right to choose
	To have no views as the rocket' s red glare pollutes the air,
	And we swear that it can' t happen here
	And we' ll never be there
	We got the right to know, which means
	We got the right to misunderstand
	And slant the plan to help our hand and man
	They call it a culture, but it sucks you in like quicksand
	Killer bees finally make it to
	Tokyo Juliet never made it with
	Romeo But check out the video later
	Terminator
	III' s gonna preview the next fifty years or so