Song | The Sins of Memphisto |
Artist | John Prine |
Album | The Missing Years |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Prine | |
From the bells of st mary | |
To the count of monte cristo | |
Nothing can stop | |
Nothing can stop | |
Nothing can stop | |
The sins of memphisto | |
Sally used to play with her hula hoops | |
Now she tells her problems to therapy groups | |
Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake | |
Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake | |
I'm sitting on the front steps drinking orange crush | |
Wondering if it's possible if i could still blush | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
A boy on a bike with courduroy slacks | |
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks | |
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream | |
So he can close his eyes and begin to dream | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
The hands on his watch spin slowly around | |
With his mind on a bus that goes all over town | |
Looking at the babies and the factories | |
And listening to the music of mister squeeze | |
As if by magic or remote control | |
He finds a piece of a puzzle | |
That he missed in his soul | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
Adam and eve and lucy and ricky | |
Bit the big apple and got a little sticky | |
Esmeralda and the hunchback of notre dame | |
They humped each other like they had no shame | |
They paused as they posed for a polaroid photo | |
She whispered in his ear "exactly odo quasi modo" |
zuo ci : Prine | |
From the bells of st mary | |
To the count of monte cristo | |
Nothing can stop | |
Nothing can stop | |
Nothing can stop | |
The sins of memphisto | |
Sally used to play with her hula hoops | |
Now she tells her problems to therapy groups | |
Grampa' s on the front lawn staring at a rake | |
Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake | |
I' m sitting on the front steps drinking orange crush | |
Wondering if it' s possible if i could still blush | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
A boy on a bike with courduroy slacks | |
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks | |
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream | |
So he can close his eyes and begin to dream | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
The hands on his watch spin slowly around | |
With his mind on a bus that goes all over town | |
Looking at the babies and the factories | |
And listening to the music of mister squeeze | |
As if by magic or remote control | |
He finds a piece of a puzzle | |
That he missed in his soul | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
Adam and eve and lucy and ricky | |
Bit the big apple and got a little sticky | |
Esmeralda and the hunchback of notre dame | |
They humped each other like they had no shame | |
They paused as they posed for a polaroid photo | |
She whispered in his ear " exactly odo quasi modo" |
zuò cí : Prine | |
From the bells of st mary | |
To the count of monte cristo | |
Nothing can stop | |
Nothing can stop | |
Nothing can stop | |
The sins of memphisto | |
Sally used to play with her hula hoops | |
Now she tells her problems to therapy groups | |
Grampa' s on the front lawn staring at a rake | |
Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake | |
I' m sitting on the front steps drinking orange crush | |
Wondering if it' s possible if i could still blush | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
A boy on a bike with courduroy slacks | |
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks | |
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream | |
So he can close his eyes and begin to dream | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
The hands on his watch spin slowly around | |
With his mind on a bus that goes all over town | |
Looking at the babies and the factories | |
And listening to the music of mister squeeze | |
As if by magic or remote control | |
He finds a piece of a puzzle | |
That he missed in his soul | |
Uh huh oh yeah | |
Adam and eve and lucy and ricky | |
Bit the big apple and got a little sticky | |
Esmeralda and the hunchback of notre dame | |
They humped each other like they had no shame | |
They paused as they posed for a polaroid photo | |
She whispered in his ear " exactly odo quasi modo" |