Tales of Your Life Lyrics

Song	Tales of Your Life
Artist	Jethro Tull
Album	Thick As a Brick (40th Anniversary Special Edition)
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[00:00.000]	作曲 : Ian Anderson
[00:37]	Let me tell you the tales of your life
[00:41]	Of your love and the cut of the knife
[00:45]	The tireless oppression, the wisdom instilled
[00:48]	The desire to kill or be killed
[00:56]	Let me sing of the losers who lie
[00:59]	In the street as the last bus goes by
[01:03]	The pavements are empty, the gutters run red
[01:06]	While the fool toasts his god in the sky
[02:15]	So come all ye young men who are building castles!
[02:19]	Kindly state the time of the year
[02:23]	And join your voices in a hellish chorus
[02:26]	Mark the precise nature of your fear
[03:34]	Let me help you pick up your dead
[03:38]	As the sins of the father are fed
[03:41]	With the blood of the fools
[03:43]	And the thoughts of the wise and
[03:45]	From the pan under your bed
[03:51]	Let me make you a present of song
[03:56]	As the wise man breaks wind and is gone
[04:00]	While the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose
[04:03]	And the nursery rhyme winds along
[04:40]	So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
[04:44]	Kindly state the time of the year
[04:47]	And join your voices in a hellish chorus
[04:51]	Mark the precise nature of your fear
[04:54]	See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
[04:58]	And the hour of judgement draws near
[05:01]	Would you be the fool stood in his suit of armour
[05:05]	Or the wiser man who rushes clear

[00:00.000]	zuo qu : Ian Anderson
[00:37]	Let me tell you the tales of your life
[00:41]	Of your love and the cut of the knife
[00:45]	The tireless oppression, the wisdom instilled
[00:48]	The desire to kill or be killed
[00:56]	Let me sing of the losers who lie
[00:59]	In the street as the last bus goes by
[01:03]	The pavements are empty, the gutters run red
[01:06]	While the fool toasts his god in the sky
[02:15]	So come all ye young men who are building castles!
[02:19]	Kindly state the time of the year
[02:23]	And join your voices in a hellish chorus
[02:26]	Mark the precise nature of your fear
[03:34]	Let me help you pick up your dead
[03:38]	As the sins of the father are fed
[03:41]	With the blood of the fools
[03:43]	And the thoughts of the wise and
[03:45]	From the pan under your bed
[03:51]	Let me make you a present of song
[03:56]	As the wise man breaks wind and is gone
[04:00]	While the fool with the hourglass is cooking his goose
[04:03]	And the nursery rhyme winds along
[04:40]	So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
[04:44]	Kindly state the time of the year
[04:47]	And join your voices in a hellish chorus
[04:51]	Mark the precise nature of your fear
[04:54]	See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
[04:58]	And the hour of judgement draws near
[05:01]	Would you be the fool stood in his suit of armour
[05:05]	Or the wiser man who rushes clear

[00:00.000]	zuò qǔ : Ian Anderson
[00:37]	Let me tell you the tales of your life
[00:41]	Of your love and the cut of the knife
[00:45]	The tireless oppression, the wisdom instilled
[00:48]	The desire to kill or be killed
[00:56]	Let me sing of the losers who lie
[00:59]	In the street as the last bus goes by
[01:03]	The pavements are empty, the gutters run red
[01:06]	While the fool toasts his god in the sky
[02:15]	So come all ye young men who are building castles!
[02:19]	Kindly state the time of the year
[02:23]	And join your voices in a hellish chorus
[02:26]	Mark the precise nature of your fear
[03:34]	Let me help you pick up your dead
[03:38]	As the sins of the father are fed
[03:41]	With the blood of the fools
[03:43]	And the thoughts of the wise and
[03:45]	From the pan under your bed
[03:51]	Let me make you a present of song
[03:56]	As the wise man breaks wind and is gone
[04:00]	While the fool with the hourglass is cooking his goose
[04:03]	And the nursery rhyme winds along
[04:40]	So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
[04:44]	Kindly state the time of the year
[04:47]	And join your voices in a hellish chorus
[04:51]	Mark the precise nature of your fear
[04:54]	See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
[04:58]	And the hour of judgement draws near
[05:01]	Would you be the fool stood in his suit of armour
[05:05]	Or the wiser man who rushes clear

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