Song | One Beautiful Evening |
Artist | Laurie Anderson |
Album | Live in New York |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Anderson | |
One beautiful evening in the garden on | |
Eden A snake came walking in the twilight | |
He was leaning on his ivory cane | |
And he said, let me tell you a little secret about life | |
There's a certain sharpness to a knife, or a diamond | |
Come here, | |
Watch it glitter | |
Oh it's another blue day in a nowhere place | |
We're singin' hey, hey, nonny, hay | |
I'm a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
You know when the | |
Egyptians built their steam trains | |
They didn't have any fuel to burn - no wood, no trees anywhere. | |
But they did have a lot of old mummy rags lying around | |
So the gathered up all the rags and burned them in their trains | |
Yeah, they burned their ancestors for fuel. | |
Ooo, I'm a crocodile floating down the river | |
I'm a tree catching my own oranges as they fall from my head | |
I'm a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
And hello to all the people who sent me on the way | |
A pat on the back for you. | |
Have fun, it's your moment now | |
It's your turn to walk along the runway road | |
And me? I sent my better self on ahead. | |
Your attention, please | |
It's like at the end of the play and all the actors come out | |
And they line up and they look at you... | |
And horrible things have happened to them during the play | |
And they stand there while you clap and now what? | |
What happens next? | |
And the fire dies and there were furious winds where he went | |
We're singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
We're singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
It's another blue day in a nowhere place | |
We're singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
I'm a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
Oh beauty in all it's forms | |
Funny how hatred can also be a beautiful thing | |
When it's as sharp as a knife | |
As hard as a diamond | |
Perfect. |
zuo ci : Anderson | |
One beautiful evening in the garden on | |
Eden A snake came walking in the twilight | |
He was leaning on his ivory cane | |
And he said, let me tell you a little secret about life | |
There' s a certain sharpness to a knife, or a diamond | |
Come here, | |
Watch it glitter | |
Oh it' s another blue day in a nowhere place | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hay | |
I' m a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
You know when the | |
Egyptians built their steam trains | |
They didn' t have any fuel to burn no wood, no trees anywhere. | |
But they did have a lot of old mummy rags lying around | |
So the gathered up all the rags and burned them in their trains | |
Yeah, they burned their ancestors for fuel. | |
Ooo, I' m a crocodile floating down the river | |
I' m a tree catching my own oranges as they fall from my head | |
I' m a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
And hello to all the people who sent me on the way | |
A pat on the back for you. | |
Have fun, it' s your moment now | |
It' s your turn to walk along the runway road | |
And me? I sent my better self on ahead. | |
Your attention, please | |
It' s like at the end of the play and all the actors come out | |
And they line up and they look at you... | |
And horrible things have happened to them during the play | |
And they stand there while you clap and now what? | |
What happens next? | |
And the fire dies and there were furious winds where he went | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
It' s another blue day in a nowhere place | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
I' m a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
Oh beauty in all it' s forms | |
Funny how hatred can also be a beautiful thing | |
When it' s as sharp as a knife | |
As hard as a diamond | |
Perfect. |
zuò cí : Anderson | |
One beautiful evening in the garden on | |
Eden A snake came walking in the twilight | |
He was leaning on his ivory cane | |
And he said, let me tell you a little secret about life | |
There' s a certain sharpness to a knife, or a diamond | |
Come here, | |
Watch it glitter | |
Oh it' s another blue day in a nowhere place | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hay | |
I' m a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
You know when the | |
Egyptians built their steam trains | |
They didn' t have any fuel to burn no wood, no trees anywhere. | |
But they did have a lot of old mummy rags lying around | |
So the gathered up all the rags and burned them in their trains | |
Yeah, they burned their ancestors for fuel. | |
Ooo, I' m a crocodile floating down the river | |
I' m a tree catching my own oranges as they fall from my head | |
I' m a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
And hello to all the people who sent me on the way | |
A pat on the back for you. | |
Have fun, it' s your moment now | |
It' s your turn to walk along the runway road | |
And me? I sent my better self on ahead. | |
Your attention, please | |
It' s like at the end of the play and all the actors come out | |
And they line up and they look at you... | |
And horrible things have happened to them during the play | |
And they stand there while you clap and now what? | |
What happens next? | |
And the fire dies and there were furious winds where he went | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
It' s another blue day in a nowhere place | |
We' re singin' hey, hey, nonny, hey | |
I' m a little teapot short and stout | |
Tip me over and pour me out | |
Oh beauty in all it' s forms | |
Funny how hatred can also be a beautiful thing | |
When it' s as sharp as a knife | |
As hard as a diamond | |
Perfect. |