Benny The Bouncer Lyrics

	作词 : Emerson, Lake, Sinfield
	Benny was the bouncer at the
	Palais de
	DanceHe'd slash his granny's face up, given half a chance
	He’d sell you back the pieces, all for less than half a quid
	He thought he was the meanest, until he met with
	Savage Sid
	Now Sidney was a greaser with some nasty roots
	He poured a pint of
	Guinness over
	Benny's boots
	Benny looked at
	Sidney, Sidney stared right back in his eye
	Sidney chose a switchblade and
	Benny got a cold meat pie
	Oh! what a terrible sight
	Much to the people's delight
	One hell of a fight
	Sidney grabbed an hatchet, buried it in
	Benny's head
	The people gasped as he bled, the end of a
	TedWell, they dragged him from the wreckage of the
	Palais in bits
	And they tried to stick together all the bits that would fit
	But some of him was missing and part of him arrived too late
	So now he works for
	Jesus, as the bouncer at
	St. Peter's
	Gate

	zuo ci : Emerson, Lake, Sinfield
	Benny was the bouncer at the
	Palais de
	DanceHe' d slash his granny' s face up, given half a chance
	He' d sell you back the pieces, all for less than half a quid
	He thought he was the meanest, until he met with
	Savage Sid
	Now Sidney was a greaser with some nasty roots
	He poured a pint of
	Guinness over
	Benny' s boots
	Benny looked at
	Sidney, Sidney stared right back in his eye
	Sidney chose a switchblade and
	Benny got a cold meat pie
	Oh! what a terrible sight
	Much to the people' s delight
	One hell of a fight
	Sidney grabbed an hatchet, buried it in
	Benny' s head
	The people gasped as he bled, the end of a
	TedWell, they dragged him from the wreckage of the
	Palais in bits
	And they tried to stick together all the bits that would fit
	But some of him was missing and part of him arrived too late
	So now he works for
	Jesus, as the bouncer at
	St. Peter' s
	Gate

	zuò cí : Emerson, Lake, Sinfield
	Benny was the bouncer at the
	Palais de
	DanceHe' d slash his granny' s face up, given half a chance
	He' d sell you back the pieces, all for less than half a quid
	He thought he was the meanest, until he met with
	Savage Sid
	Now Sidney was a greaser with some nasty roots
	He poured a pint of
	Guinness over
	Benny' s boots
	Benny looked at
	Sidney, Sidney stared right back in his eye
	Sidney chose a switchblade and
	Benny got a cold meat pie
	Oh! what a terrible sight
	Much to the people' s delight
	One hell of a fight
	Sidney grabbed an hatchet, buried it in
	Benny' s head
	The people gasped as he bled, the end of a
	TedWell, they dragged him from the wreckage of the
	Palais in bits
	And they tried to stick together all the bits that would fit
	But some of him was missing and part of him arrived too late
	So now he works for
	Jesus, as the bouncer at
	St. Peter' s
	Gate

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