Joe The Georgian

	作词 : Stewart
	Now I've got my payment
	For the service that
	I gave They've given me my ticket
	To this place beyond the grave
	I suppose it's kind of funny
	I suppose it's kind of sad
	Thinking back on all the times we had
	But it's kind of hot and smoky
	In this ante-room to
	Hell And I won't make up a story '
	Cause you know the truth so well
	It's much too late to worry
	That we never had a chance
	And when Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance, dance dance
	When Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance
	We all set off together
	On this sorry ship of state
	When the captain took the fever
	We were hijacked by the mate
	And he steered us through the shadows
	Upon an angry tide
	And cast us one by one over the side
	But it's kind of hot and smoky
	In this ante-room to
	Hell And I won't make up a story '
	Cause you know the truth so well
	It's much too late to worry
	That we never had a chance
	And when Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance, dance dance
	When Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance
	There's Kamenev,
	Zinoviev Bukharin and the rest
	We're sharpening our pitchforks
	And we're heating up the ends
	We've got a few surprises
	For the mate when he appears
	I hope he likes the next few million years
	And it's kind of hot and smoky
	In this anteroom to
	Hell And I won't make up a story '
	Cause you know the truth so well
	It's much too late to worry
	That we never had a chance
	And when Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance, dance dance
	When Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance

	zuò cí : Stewart
	Now I' ve got my payment
	For the service that
	I gave They' ve given me my ticket
	To this place beyond the grave
	I suppose it' s kind of funny
	I suppose it' s kind of sad
	Thinking back on all the times we had
	But it' s kind of hot and smoky
	In this anteroom to
	Hell And I won' t make up a story '
	Cause you know the truth so well
	It' s much too late to worry
	That we never had a chance
	And when Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance, dance dance
	When Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance
	We all set off together
	On this sorry ship of state
	When the captain took the fever
	We were hijacked by the mate
	And he steered us through the shadows
	Upon an angry tide
	And cast us one by one over the side
	But it' s kind of hot and smoky
	In this anteroom to
	Hell And I won' t make up a story '
	Cause you know the truth so well
	It' s much too late to worry
	That we never had a chance
	And when Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance, dance dance
	When Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance
	There' s Kamenev,
	Zinoviev Bukharin and the rest
	We' re sharpening our pitchforks
	And we' re heating up the ends
	We' ve got a few surprises
	For the mate when he appears
	I hope he likes the next few million years
	And it' s kind of hot and smoky
	In this anteroom to
	Hell And I won' t make up a story '
	Cause you know the truth so well
	It' s much too late to worry
	That we never had a chance
	And when Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance, dance dance
	When Joe the
	Georgian gets here
	We will dance