Song | Monsieur R. Monde |
Artist | Procol Harum |
Album | Exotic Birds and Fruit |
作词 : Brooker, Reid | |
The bell on my door rang this morning | |
From the kitchen | |
I called "Who's that there?" | |
Through the letter box came a grappling hook | |
Which grappled me right out of my chair! | |
Stretched out on the floor | |
I lay helpless | |
Of my limbs | |
I had lost all command | |
When into my ear instilling fear | |
Said a voice "I am Monsieur R. Monde" "Monsieur R. Monde you are not! That's an incredible thing to say For I personally attended his funeral which was twelve months to this very day!" | |
A rat flew down from the ceiling | |
Alighted upon my right ear said "If Monsieur R. Monde is safe under the sod Then why are you shaking with fear!" "My name is not Scrooge" | |
I said faintly "and from ghosts I have nothing to fear! But if you are R. Monde returned from the dead Then what are you wanting here?" | |
From nowhere | |
I heard a mad cackle | |
From nowhere a voice to me cried "Stop calling me Monsieur R. Monde you fool! My name's Jekyll and you're Mr. Hyde!" |
zuò cí : Brooker, Reid | |
The bell on my door rang this morning | |
From the kitchen | |
I called " Who' s that there?" | |
Through the letter box came a grappling hook | |
Which grappled me right out of my chair! | |
Stretched out on the floor | |
I lay helpless | |
Of my limbs | |
I had lost all command | |
When into my ear instilling fear | |
Said a voice " I am Monsieur R. Monde" " Monsieur R. Monde you are not! That' s an incredible thing to say For I personally attended his funeral which was twelve months to this very day!" | |
A rat flew down from the ceiling | |
Alighted upon my right ear said " If Monsieur R. Monde is safe under the sod Then why are you shaking with fear!" " My name is not Scrooge" | |
I said faintly " and from ghosts I have nothing to fear! But if you are R. Monde returned from the dead Then what are you wanting here?" | |
From nowhere | |
I heard a mad cackle | |
From nowhere a voice to me cried " Stop calling me Monsieur R. Monde you fool! My name' s Jekyll and you' re Mr. Hyde!" |