Song | Whiskey, Mystics and Men (Version 2) |
Artist | The Doors |
Album | Perception |
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作曲 : Morrison | |
Well I'll tell you a story of whiskey and mystics and men | |
And about the believers and how the whole thing began | |
First there were women and children obeying the moon | |
Then daylight brought wisdom and fever and sickness too soon | |
You can try to remind me instead of the other you can | |
You can help to insure that we all insecure our command | |
If you don't give a listen, | |
I won't try to tell your new hand | |
This is it, can't you see that we all have our ends in the band? | |
And if all of the teachers and preachers of wealth were arraigned | |
We could see quite a future for me in the literal sands | |
And if all of the people could claim to inspect such regret | |
Well, we'd have no forgiveness, forgetfulness, faithful remorse | |
So, I tell you, | |
I tell you, | |
I tell you we must send away | |
We must try to find a new answer instead of a way |
zuo qu : Morrison | |
Well I' ll tell you a story of whiskey and mystics and men | |
And about the believers and how the whole thing began | |
First there were women and children obeying the moon | |
Then daylight brought wisdom and fever and sickness too soon | |
You can try to remind me instead of the other you can | |
You can help to insure that we all insecure our command | |
If you don' t give a listen, | |
I won' t try to tell your new hand | |
This is it, can' t you see that we all have our ends in the band? | |
And if all of the teachers and preachers of wealth were arraigned | |
We could see quite a future for me in the literal sands | |
And if all of the people could claim to inspect such regret | |
Well, we' d have no forgiveness, forgetfulness, faithful remorse | |
So, I tell you, | |
I tell you, | |
I tell you we must send away | |
We must try to find a new answer instead of a way |
zuò qǔ : Morrison | |
Well I' ll tell you a story of whiskey and mystics and men | |
And about the believers and how the whole thing began | |
First there were women and children obeying the moon | |
Then daylight brought wisdom and fever and sickness too soon | |
You can try to remind me instead of the other you can | |
You can help to insure that we all insecure our command | |
If you don' t give a listen, | |
I won' t try to tell your new hand | |
This is it, can' t you see that we all have our ends in the band? | |
And if all of the teachers and preachers of wealth were arraigned | |
We could see quite a future for me in the literal sands | |
And if all of the people could claim to inspect such regret | |
Well, we' d have no forgiveness, forgetfulness, faithful remorse | |
So, I tell you, | |
I tell you, | |
I tell you we must send away | |
We must try to find a new answer instead of a way |