作词 : Barrett | |
It would take the wisdom of Solomon, | |
To answer all your questions. | |
I could fake all that you want to hear, | |
But you cannot change my thoughts. | |
Throwing all common sense and reason to the leaves. | |
And you sit there like a 60's flower hippie prophet, | |
Spewing arrogance and junk. | |
And your reptile brain insists that black is white is black. | |
Spun like some icon Buddha. | |
Gone but you'll be back. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
The three wise monkeys see no evil. | |
And now they're told. | |
Think no evil. | |
It would take the wisdom of Solomon, | |
To end this futile game. | |
Void of all responsibility, | |
Encouraged by some inner call. | |
You fought in God, | |
Your lawless society. | |
Now your voodoo heads must roll. | |
There's anger in your twisted thoughts, | |
And acid on your tongue. | |
Tapping away like a zombie robot, | |
Scared that you've been caught. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
The three wise monkeys see no evil. | |
And now they're told. | |
Think no evil. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
They see no evil. | |
Think no evil. |
zuo ci : Barrett | |
It would take the wisdom of Solomon, | |
To answer all your questions. | |
I could fake all that you want to hear, | |
But you cannot change my thoughts. | |
Throwing all common sense and reason to the leaves. | |
And you sit there like a 60' s flower hippie prophet, | |
Spewing arrogance and junk. | |
And your reptile brain insists that black is white is black. | |
Spun like some icon Buddha. | |
Gone but you' ll be back. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
The three wise monkeys see no evil. | |
And now they' re told. | |
Think no evil. | |
It would take the wisdom of Solomon, | |
To end this futile game. | |
Void of all responsibility, | |
Encouraged by some inner call. | |
You fought in God, | |
Your lawless society. | |
Now your voodoo heads must roll. | |
There' s anger in your twisted thoughts, | |
And acid on your tongue. | |
Tapping away like a zombie robot, | |
Scared that you' ve been caught. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
The three wise monkeys see no evil. | |
And now they' re told. | |
Think no evil. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
They see no evil. | |
Think no evil. |
zuò cí : Barrett | |
It would take the wisdom of Solomon, | |
To answer all your questions. | |
I could fake all that you want to hear, | |
But you cannot change my thoughts. | |
Throwing all common sense and reason to the leaves. | |
And you sit there like a 60' s flower hippie prophet, | |
Spewing arrogance and junk. | |
And your reptile brain insists that black is white is black. | |
Spun like some icon Buddha. | |
Gone but you' ll be back. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
The three wise monkeys see no evil. | |
And now they' re told. | |
Think no evil. | |
It would take the wisdom of Solomon, | |
To end this futile game. | |
Void of all responsibility, | |
Encouraged by some inner call. | |
You fought in God, | |
Your lawless society. | |
Now your voodoo heads must roll. | |
There' s anger in your twisted thoughts, | |
And acid on your tongue. | |
Tapping away like a zombie robot, | |
Scared that you' ve been caught. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
The three wise monkeys see no evil. | |
And now they' re told. | |
Think no evil. | |
They hear no evil. | |
They speak no evil. | |
They see no evil. | |
Think no evil. |