| Song | The House At Pooneil Corners (Live at The Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 16, 1969) - Live at The Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 16, 1969 |
| Artist | Jefferson Airplane |
| Album | Jefferson Airplane: The Woodstock Experience |
| 作曲 : Balin, Kantner | |
| You and me, we keep walking around and we see | |
| All the bullshit around us. | |
| You try and keep your mind on whats going down, | |
| Cant help but see the rhinoceros around us. | |
| Then you wonder what you can be, | |
| And you do what you can to get far and high. | |
| And you know | |
| Im still gonna need you around. | |
| And you know | |
| Im still gonna need you around. | |
| You say its healing, but nobodys feeling it. | |
| Somebodys dealing, somebodys stealing, | |
| And you say you dont see and you dont. | |
| You say you wont know and you wont, when it comes. | |
| Everything someday will be gone except silence. | |
| The earth will be quiet again. | |
| Seas from clouds will wash off the ashes of violence | |
| Left as the memory of men. | |
| There will be no survivors, my friend. | |
| Suddenly everyone will look surprised, | |
| Stars spinning wheels in the skies, | |
| Sun is scrambled in their eyes | |
| And circleslike a vulture. | |
| Someone stood at the window and cried one tear. | |
| I thought that would stop the war, but someone is killing me. | |
| Thats the last time | |
| I do think anymore. | |
| Jelly and juice and bubblesbubbles on the floor. | |
| Castles on cliffsvanished | |
| Just like heaps ofrubbish | |
| Seen from the stars hour upon hour | |
| As splinters, dust, and black flowers. | |
| From here to heaven is a scar, | |
| Dead center, deep as death. | |
| All the idiots have left. | |
| The idiots have left. | |
| Cows are almost cooing, | |
| Turtle doves are mooing; | |
| Which is why a | |
| Pooh is poohing | |
| In the sun | |
| Sun |
| zuò qǔ : Balin, Kantner | |
| You and me, we keep walking around and we see | |
| All the bullshit around us. | |
| You try and keep your mind on whats going down, | |
| Cant help but see the rhinoceros around us. | |
| Then you wonder what you can be, | |
| And you do what you can to get far and high. | |
| And you know | |
| Im still gonna need you around. | |
| And you know | |
| Im still gonna need you around. | |
| You say its healing, but nobodys feeling it. | |
| Somebodys dealing, somebodys stealing, | |
| And you say you dont see and you dont. | |
| You say you wont know and you wont, when it comes. | |
| Everything someday will be gone except silence. | |
| The earth will be quiet again. | |
| Seas from clouds will wash off the ashes of violence | |
| Left as the memory of men. | |
| There will be no survivors, my friend. | |
| Suddenly everyone will look surprised, | |
| Stars spinning wheels in the skies, | |
| Sun is scrambled in their eyes | |
| And circleslike a vulture. | |
| Someone stood at the window and cried one tear. | |
| I thought that would stop the war, but someone is killing me. | |
| Thats the last time | |
| I do think anymore. | |
| Jelly and juice and bubblesbubbles on the floor. | |
| Castles on cliffsvanished | |
| Just like heaps ofrubbish | |
| Seen from the stars hour upon hour | |
| As splinters, dust, and black flowers. | |
| From here to heaven is a scar, | |
| Dead center, deep as death. | |
| All the idiots have left. | |
| The idiots have left. | |
| Cows are almost cooing, | |
| Turtle doves are mooing | |
| Which is why a | |
| Pooh is poohing | |
| In the sun | |
| Sun |