[00:00.000] 作词 : Ian Anderson
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ian Anderson
[00:00.000](My lord and lady, we have – fortuitously happened upon these, er, strolling players, who will provide you with, er, goodly tunes whilst you set about your, errr, prandial delights, albeit in the lamentable absence of your guests. So, my lord and lady, for your entertainment!)
[00:07.531]['So we're going to through with this?' 'Yeahh, suppose we better had. I can't see down there all right. I don't think they're going to like this much though.']
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[00:20.535]The minstrel in the gallery
[00:25.406]Looked down upon the smiling faces
[00:30.126]He met the gazes observed the spaces
[00:34.250]Between the old men's cackle
[00:38.244]He brewed a song of love and hatred
[00:44.517]Oblique suggestions and he waited
[00:50.372]He polarised the pumpkin-eaters
[00:55.579]Static-humming panel-beaters
[01:00.435]Freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters
[01:05.757](Salaried and collar-scrubbing)
[01:10.107]He titillated men of action
[01:15.904]Belly warming, hands still rubbing
[01:20.459]On the parts they never mention
[01:25.591]He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating
[01:32.945]One-line jokers, T.V. documentary makers
[01:42.287](Overfed and undertakers)
[01:46.817]Sunday paper backgammon players
[01:52.141]Family-scarred and women-haters
[01:56.177]Then he called the band down to the stage
[02:00.396]And he looked at all the friends he'd made
[02:13.934]
[04:39.548]The minstrel in the gallery
[04:44.168]Looked down upon the smiling faces
[04:48.953]He met the gazes, observed the spaces
[04:54.047]In-between the old men's cackle
[04:58.452]Then he brewed a song of love and hatred
[05:03.392]Oblique suggestions, and he waited
[05:07.848]He polarised the pumpkin-eaters
[05:12.507]Static-humming panel-beaters
[05:18.397]The minstrel in the gallery
[05:22.661]Looked down on the rabbit-run
[05:27.799]Then he threw away his looking-glass
[05:32.246]Saw his face in everyone
[05:40.061]He titillated men of action
[05:44.821]Belly warming, hands still rubbing
[05:49.506]On the parts they never mention
[05:54.017](Salaried and collar-scrubbing)
[06:00.347]
[06:17.457]He pacified the nappy-suffering, Infant-bleating
[06:23.719]One-line jokers, T.V. documentary makers
[06:32.080](Overfed and undertakers)
[06:36.747]Sunday paper backgammon players
[06:41.476]Family-scarred and women-haters
[06:45.848]Then he called the band down to the stage
[06:50.541]And he looked at all the friends he'd made
[06:56.623]The minstrel in the gallery
[07:00.905]Looked down on the rabbit-run
[07:05.849]Then he threw away his looking-glass
[07:10.321]And saw his face in everyone
[07:14.827]
[07:23.580]The minstrel in the gallery, yes
[07:33.124]Looked down upon the smiling faces
[07:42.775]He met the gazes, yeah
[07:51.173]Mm, the minstrel in the gallery