Hymn 2000 Lyrics

	作曲 : Elton John
	作词 : Bernie Taupin
	She chose the soft center
	And took it to bed with her mother
	And the ideal confusion was just an illusion
	To gain further news of her brother
	And the comfort of mother
	Was just an appeal for protection
	For the cat from next door
	Was found later at four in surgical dissection
	And I don't want to be the son of any freak
	Who for a chocolate center
	Can take you off the street
	For soon, they'll plough the desert
	And God knows where
	I'll beCollecting submarine numbers
	On the main street of the sea
	The Vicar is thicker
	And I just can't see through to him
	For his cardinal sings a collection of hymns
	And a collection of coins is made after
	And who wrote the
	Bible, was it
	Judas or Pilate?
	Well, one cleans his hands
	While the other one hangs
	But still
	I continue to stand

	zuo qu : Elton John
	zuo ci : Bernie Taupin
	She chose the soft center
	And took it to bed with her mother
	And the ideal confusion was just an illusion
	To gain further news of her brother
	And the comfort of mother
	Was just an appeal for protection
	For the cat from next door
	Was found later at four in surgical dissection
	And I don' t want to be the son of any freak
	Who for a chocolate center
	Can take you off the street
	For soon, they' ll plough the desert
	And God knows where
	I' ll beCollecting submarine numbers
	On the main street of the sea
	The Vicar is thicker
	And I just can' t see through to him
	For his cardinal sings a collection of hymns
	And a collection of coins is made after
	And who wrote the
	Bible, was it
	Judas or Pilate?
	Well, one cleans his hands
	While the other one hangs
	But still
	I continue to stand

	zuò qǔ : Elton John
	zuò cí : Bernie Taupin
	She chose the soft center
	And took it to bed with her mother
	And the ideal confusion was just an illusion
	To gain further news of her brother
	And the comfort of mother
	Was just an appeal for protection
	For the cat from next door
	Was found later at four in surgical dissection
	And I don' t want to be the son of any freak
	Who for a chocolate center
	Can take you off the street
	For soon, they' ll plough the desert
	And God knows where
	I' ll beCollecting submarine numbers
	On the main street of the sea
	The Vicar is thicker
	And I just can' t see through to him
	For his cardinal sings a collection of hymns
	And a collection of coins is made after
	And who wrote the
	Bible, was it
	Judas or Pilate?
	Well, one cleans his hands
	While the other one hangs
	But still
	I continue to stand

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