Song | The Ministry Of Bag |
Artist | Jack Bruce |
Album | Songs For A Tailor |
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作词 : Bruce | |
It's all blues and no dinner | |
at the Ministry of Bag | |
The steaks are getting thinner | |
the office is a drag | |
It's all hills and no mountain | |
in the cupboard of the Few | |
The soda has no fountain | |
the coal gets in the dew | |
It's all chief and no father | |
down the avenue of lane | |
The soap has lost its lather | |
the loves gone down the drain | |
It's all time and no future | |
at the Department of Breath | |
The clothes aint made to suit you | |
the peas are boiled to death | |
It's hang the girls and young men | |
on the ropes of tweedy mind | |
The speedy sneaky tonguemen | |
have left them all behind | |
It's all tripe and no liver | |
at the cafe of the Neat | |
The cooks jumped in the river | |
the menu smells of feet | |
It's all swamp and no mosquitoes | |
along the stripes of pin | |
The boots have all the vetoes | |
and the bags to put them in | |
It's all blues and no dinner | |
at the Ministry of Bag | |
The steaks are getting thinner | |
the office is a drag |
zuo ci : Bruce | |
It' s all blues and no dinner | |
at the Ministry of Bag | |
The steaks are getting thinner | |
the office is a drag | |
It' s all hills and no mountain | |
in the cupboard of the Few | |
The soda has no fountain | |
the coal gets in the dew | |
It' s all chief and no father | |
down the avenue of lane | |
The soap has lost its lather | |
the loves gone down the drain | |
It' s all time and no future | |
at the Department of Breath | |
The clothes aint made to suit you | |
the peas are boiled to death | |
It' s hang the girls and young men | |
on the ropes of tweedy mind | |
The speedy sneaky tonguemen | |
have left them all behind | |
It' s all tripe and no liver | |
at the cafe of the Neat | |
The cooks jumped in the river | |
the menu smells of feet | |
It' s all swamp and no mosquitoes | |
along the stripes of pin | |
The boots have all the vetoes | |
and the bags to put them in | |
It' s all blues and no dinner | |
at the Ministry of Bag | |
The steaks are getting thinner | |
the office is a drag |
zuò cí : Bruce | |
It' s all blues and no dinner | |
at the Ministry of Bag | |
The steaks are getting thinner | |
the office is a drag | |
It' s all hills and no mountain | |
in the cupboard of the Few | |
The soda has no fountain | |
the coal gets in the dew | |
It' s all chief and no father | |
down the avenue of lane | |
The soap has lost its lather | |
the loves gone down the drain | |
It' s all time and no future | |
at the Department of Breath | |
The clothes aint made to suit you | |
the peas are boiled to death | |
It' s hang the girls and young men | |
on the ropes of tweedy mind | |
The speedy sneaky tonguemen | |
have left them all behind | |
It' s all tripe and no liver | |
at the cafe of the Neat | |
The cooks jumped in the river | |
the menu smells of feet | |
It' s all swamp and no mosquitoes | |
along the stripes of pin | |
The boots have all the vetoes | |
and the bags to put them in | |
It' s all blues and no dinner | |
at the Ministry of Bag | |
The steaks are getting thinner | |
the office is a drag |