Song | Prozakc Blues |
Artist | King Crimson |
Album | The ConstruKction of Light |
作词 : Belew, Fripp, Gunn, Mastelotto | |
Well, I woke up this morning in a cloud of despair | |
I ran my hand across my head, pulled out a pile of worried hair | |
I went to my physician who was buried in his thoughts | |
He said, “ | |
Son, you've been reading to much | |
Elephant Talk” | |
He said, “ | |
The thing about depression is” | |
Well you just can't let it get you down | |
You have to see the world for what it is | |
A circus full of freaks and clowns | |
And you'll never please everybody | |
It's a well established fact | |
He said, “ | |
I recommend a fifth of | |
JackAnd a bottle of | |
Prozac”What can you give a man who has everything? | |
Can you give him back his edge? | |
Can you make him want to sing? | |
No, you can only take from him | |
And there's nothing he can do | |
I've got the driving me to drink and eat | |
A bottle of | |
Prozac blues | |
Well, I woke up this morning and | |
I shaved of my head | |
By the time, | |
I realized what | |
I had done, | |
I was already dead | |
I went to see the gatekeeper standing by | |
Heaven's door | |
He said, “ | |
I hope you brought a good supply of, you know” |
zuò cí : Belew, Fripp, Gunn, Mastelotto | |
Well, I woke up this morning in a cloud of despair | |
I ran my hand across my head, pulled out a pile of worried hair | |
I went to my physician who was buried in his thoughts | |
He said, " | |
Son, you' ve been reading to much | |
Elephant Talk" | |
He said, " | |
The thing about depression is" | |
Well you just can' t let it get you down | |
You have to see the world for what it is | |
A circus full of freaks and clowns | |
And you' ll never please everybody | |
It' s a well established fact | |
He said, " | |
I recommend a fifth of | |
JackAnd a bottle of | |
Prozac" What can you give a man who has everything? | |
Can you give him back his edge? | |
Can you make him want to sing? | |
No, you can only take from him | |
And there' s nothing he can do | |
I' ve got the driving me to drink and eat | |
A bottle of | |
Prozac blues | |
Well, I woke up this morning and | |
I shaved of my head | |
By the time, | |
I realized what | |
I had done, | |
I was already dead | |
I went to see the gatekeeper standing by | |
Heaven' s door | |
He said, " | |
I hope you brought a good supply of, you know" |