Song | The Ostrich |
Artist | Steppenwolf |
Album | Gold |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kay | |
We'll call you when you're six years old | |
And drag you to the factory | |
To train your brain for eighteen years | |
With promise of security | |
But then you're free | |
And forty years you waste to chase the dollar sign | |
So you may die in | |
FloridaAt the pleasant age of sixty nine | |
The water's getting hard to drink | |
We've mangled up the country side | |
The air will choke you when you breathe | |
We're all committing suicide | |
But it's alright | |
It's progress folks keep pushin' till your body rots | |
Will strip the earth of all it's green | |
And then divide her into parking lots | |
But there's nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What's right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We'll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay | |
But there's nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What's right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We'll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay | |
You're free to speak your mind my friend | |
As long as you agree with me | |
Don't criticize the fatherland | |
Or those who shape your destiny' | |
Cause if you do | |
You'll lose your job, your mind and all the friends you knew | |
We'll send out all our boys in blue | |
They'll find a way to silence you | |
But there's nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What's right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We'll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay |
zuo ci : Kay | |
We' ll call you when you' re six years old | |
And drag you to the factory | |
To train your brain for eighteen years | |
With promise of security | |
But then you' re free | |
And forty years you waste to chase the dollar sign | |
So you may die in | |
FloridaAt the pleasant age of sixty nine | |
The water' s getting hard to drink | |
We' ve mangled up the country side | |
The air will choke you when you breathe | |
We' re all committing suicide | |
But it' s alright | |
It' s progress folks keep pushin' till your body rots | |
Will strip the earth of all it' s green | |
And then divide her into parking lots | |
But there' s nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What' s right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We' ll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay | |
But there' s nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What' s right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We' ll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay | |
You' re free to speak your mind my friend | |
As long as you agree with me | |
Don' t criticize the fatherland | |
Or those who shape your destiny' | |
Cause if you do | |
You' ll lose your job, your mind and all the friends you knew | |
We' ll send out all our boys in blue | |
They' ll find a way to silence you | |
But there' s nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What' s right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We' ll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay |
zuò cí : Kay | |
We' ll call you when you' re six years old | |
And drag you to the factory | |
To train your brain for eighteen years | |
With promise of security | |
But then you' re free | |
And forty years you waste to chase the dollar sign | |
So you may die in | |
FloridaAt the pleasant age of sixty nine | |
The water' s getting hard to drink | |
We' ve mangled up the country side | |
The air will choke you when you breathe | |
We' re all committing suicide | |
But it' s alright | |
It' s progress folks keep pushin' till your body rots | |
Will strip the earth of all it' s green | |
And then divide her into parking lots | |
But there' s nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What' s right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We' ll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay | |
But there' s nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What' s right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We' ll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay | |
You' re free to speak your mind my friend | |
As long as you agree with me | |
Don' t criticize the fatherland | |
Or those who shape your destiny' | |
Cause if you do | |
You' ll lose your job, your mind and all the friends you knew | |
We' ll send out all our boys in blue | |
They' ll find a way to silence you | |
But there' s nothing you and | |
I can doYou and | |
I are only two | |
What' s right and wrong is hard to say | |
Forget about it for today | |
We' ll stick our heads into the sand | |
Just pretend that all is grand | |
And hope that everything turns out okay |