Song | Harold The Barrel |
Artist | Genesis |
Album | Genesis 1970-1975 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ... | |
Written:Banks/Collins/Gabriel/Hackett/Rutherford | |
News: | |
A well-known Bognor restaurant-owner disappeared | |
early this morning. | |
Last seen in a mouse-brown overcoat, | |
suitably camouflaged, | |
they saw him catch a train. | |
Man-in-the-street: | |
"Father of three its disgusting" | |
"Such a horrible thing to do" | |
Harold the Barrel cut off his toes and he served them all | |
for tea | |
"Can't go far", "He can't go far". | |
"Hasn't got a leg to stand on" | |
"He can't go far". | |
Man-on-the-spot: | |
I'm standing in a doorway on the main square | |
tension is mounting | |
There's a restless crowd of angry people | |
Man-on-the-council: | |
"More than we've ever seen. | |
had to tighten up security" | |
Over to the scene at the town hall | |
The Lord Mayor's ready to speak | |
Lord Mayor: | |
"Man of suspicion, you can't last long, the British Public | |
is on our side" | |
British Public: | |
"Can't last long", "You can't last long". | |
"Said you couldn't trust him, his brother was just the same" | |
"You can't last long". | |
Harold: | |
If I was many miles from here, | |
I'd be sailing in an open boat on the sea | |
Instead I'm on this window ledge, | |
With the whole world below | |
Up at the window | |
Look at the window... | |
Mr.Plod: | |
"We can help you" | |
Plod's Chorus: | |
"We can help you" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
"We're all your friends, if you come on down | |
and talk to us son" | |
Harold: | |
You must be joking | |
Take a running jump | |
The crowd was getting stronger and our Harold | |
getting weaker; | |
Forwards, backwards, swaying side to side | |
Fearing the very worst | |
They called his mother to the sight | |
Upon the ledge beside him | |
His mother made a last request. | |
67-yr-old Mrs Barrel: | |
"Come off the ledge if your father were alive he'd be very, | |
very, very upset. | |
"Just can't jump, you just can't jump" | |
"Your shirt's all dirty, there's a man here from | |
the B.B.C." | |
"You just can't jump" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
"We can help you" | |
Plod's Chorus: | |
"We can help you" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
"We're all your friends, if you come on down | |
and talk to us Harry" | |
Harold: | |
You must be joking. | |
Take a running jump...... |
zuo ci : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ... | |
Written: Banks Collins Gabriel Hackett Rutherford | |
News: | |
A wellknown Bognor restaurantowner disappeared | |
early this morning. | |
Last seen in a mousebrown overcoat, | |
suitably camouflaged, | |
they saw him catch a train. | |
Maninthestreet: | |
" Father of three its disgusting" | |
" Such a horrible thing to do" | |
Harold the Barrel cut off his toes and he served them all | |
for tea | |
" Can' t go far", " He can' t go far". | |
" Hasn' t got a leg to stand on" | |
" He can' t go far". | |
Manonthespot: | |
I' m standing in a doorway on the main square | |
tension is mounting | |
There' s a restless crowd of angry people | |
Manonthecouncil: | |
" More than we' ve ever seen. | |
had to tighten up security" | |
Over to the scene at the town hall | |
The Lord Mayor' s ready to speak | |
Lord Mayor: | |
" Man of suspicion, you can' t last long, the British Public | |
is on our side" | |
British Public: | |
" Can' t last long", " You can' t last long". | |
" Said you couldn' t trust him, his brother was just the same" | |
" You can' t last long". | |
Harold: | |
If I was many miles from here, | |
I' d be sailing in an open boat on the sea | |
Instead I' m on this window ledge, | |
With the whole world below | |
Up at the window | |
Look at the window... | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We can help you" | |
Plod' s Chorus: | |
" We can help you" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We' re all your friends, if you come on down | |
and talk to us son" | |
Harold: | |
You must be joking | |
Take a running jump | |
The crowd was getting stronger and our Harold | |
getting weaker | |
Forwards, backwards, swaying side to side | |
Fearing the very worst | |
They called his mother to the sight | |
Upon the ledge beside him | |
His mother made a last request. | |
67yrold Mrs Barrel: | |
" Come off the ledge if your father were alive he' d be very, | |
very, very upset. | |
" Just can' t jump, you just can' t jump" | |
" Your shirt' s all dirty, there' s a man here from | |
the B. B. C." | |
" You just can' t jump" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We can help you" | |
Plod' s Chorus: | |
" We can help you" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We' re all your friends, if you come on down | |
and talk to us Harry" | |
Harold: | |
You must be joking. | |
Take a running jump...... |
zuò cí : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ... | |
Written: Banks Collins Gabriel Hackett Rutherford | |
News: | |
A wellknown Bognor restaurantowner disappeared | |
early this morning. | |
Last seen in a mousebrown overcoat, | |
suitably camouflaged, | |
they saw him catch a train. | |
Maninthestreet: | |
" Father of three its disgusting" | |
" Such a horrible thing to do" | |
Harold the Barrel cut off his toes and he served them all | |
for tea | |
" Can' t go far", " He can' t go far". | |
" Hasn' t got a leg to stand on" | |
" He can' t go far". | |
Manonthespot: | |
I' m standing in a doorway on the main square | |
tension is mounting | |
There' s a restless crowd of angry people | |
Manonthecouncil: | |
" More than we' ve ever seen. | |
had to tighten up security" | |
Over to the scene at the town hall | |
The Lord Mayor' s ready to speak | |
Lord Mayor: | |
" Man of suspicion, you can' t last long, the British Public | |
is on our side" | |
British Public: | |
" Can' t last long", " You can' t last long". | |
" Said you couldn' t trust him, his brother was just the same" | |
" You can' t last long". | |
Harold: | |
If I was many miles from here, | |
I' d be sailing in an open boat on the sea | |
Instead I' m on this window ledge, | |
With the whole world below | |
Up at the window | |
Look at the window... | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We can help you" | |
Plod' s Chorus: | |
" We can help you" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We' re all your friends, if you come on down | |
and talk to us son" | |
Harold: | |
You must be joking | |
Take a running jump | |
The crowd was getting stronger and our Harold | |
getting weaker | |
Forwards, backwards, swaying side to side | |
Fearing the very worst | |
They called his mother to the sight | |
Upon the ledge beside him | |
His mother made a last request. | |
67yrold Mrs Barrel: | |
" Come off the ledge if your father were alive he' d be very, | |
very, very upset. | |
" Just can' t jump, you just can' t jump" | |
" Your shirt' s all dirty, there' s a man here from | |
the B. B. C." | |
" You just can' t jump" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We can help you" | |
Plod' s Chorus: | |
" We can help you" | |
Mr. Plod: | |
" We' re all your friends, if you come on down | |
and talk to us Harry" | |
Harold: | |
You must be joking. | |
Take a running jump...... |