Song | Something Following Me |
Artist | Procol Harum |
Album | 30th Anniversary Anthology |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Brooker, Reid | |
(brooker / reid) | |
While standing at the junction on 42nd street | |
I idly kick a pebble lying near my feet | |
I hear a weird noise, take a look up and down | |
The cause of the commotion is right there on the ground | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i'd left it at home | |
But there's no doubt about it, it's my own tombstone | |
I went into a shop, and bought a loaf of bread | |
I sank my teeth into it, thought i'd bust my head | |
I dashed to the dentist, said, 'i've got an awful pain!' | |
The man looks in my mouth and screams, 'this boy is insane!' | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i'd left it at home | |
But there's a lump in my mouth of my own tombstone | |
I went to see a movie, got the only empty seat | |
I tried to stretch out in it, something blocking my feet | |
Finally the lights came up, and i could clearly see | |
A slab of engraved marble, just staring up at me | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i'd left it at home | |
But there's no doubt i'm sitting on my own tombstone |
zuo ci : Brooker, Reid | |
brooker reid | |
While standing at the junction on 42nd street | |
I idly kick a pebble lying near my feet | |
I hear a weird noise, take a look up and down | |
The cause of the commotion is right there on the ground | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i' d left it at home | |
But there' s no doubt about it, it' s my own tombstone | |
I went into a shop, and bought a loaf of bread | |
I sank my teeth into it, thought i' d bust my head | |
I dashed to the dentist, said, ' i' ve got an awful pain!' | |
The man looks in my mouth and screams, ' this boy is insane!' | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i' d left it at home | |
But there' s a lump in my mouth of my own tombstone | |
I went to see a movie, got the only empty seat | |
I tried to stretch out in it, something blocking my feet | |
Finally the lights came up, and i could clearly see | |
A slab of engraved marble, just staring up at me | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i' d left it at home | |
But there' s no doubt i' m sitting on my own tombstone |
zuò cí : Brooker, Reid | |
brooker reid | |
While standing at the junction on 42nd street | |
I idly kick a pebble lying near my feet | |
I hear a weird noise, take a look up and down | |
The cause of the commotion is right there on the ground | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i' d left it at home | |
But there' s no doubt about it, it' s my own tombstone | |
I went into a shop, and bought a loaf of bread | |
I sank my teeth into it, thought i' d bust my head | |
I dashed to the dentist, said, ' i' ve got an awful pain!' | |
The man looks in my mouth and screams, ' this boy is insane!' | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i' d left it at home | |
But there' s a lump in my mouth of my own tombstone | |
I went to see a movie, got the only empty seat | |
I tried to stretch out in it, something blocking my feet | |
Finally the lights came up, and i could clearly see | |
A slab of engraved marble, just staring up at me | |
Imagine my surprise, thought i' d left it at home | |
But there' s no doubt i' m sitting on my own tombstone |