Song | Blueberry Boat |
Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
Album | Blueberry Boat |
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作曲 : Friedberger | |
Pontoon put-put with the tape on ten | |
Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine | |
I'm sliding the sunfish up through the wakes | |
Coming up too quick, making mistakes | |
Quiet climb the chrome ladder in the front | |
While they're all yawning, under the awning | |
Astro turf green hot to the touch | |
Sneak open the cooler, they've got too much | |
Past Taipei, through the Taiwan straits | |
We sailed on in, me and my mates | |
It was my first time running my own ship | |
But my buddies didn't care they didn't give me no lip | |
So many times we've been side by side | |
But I never carried a load with so much pride | |
You see I'm from Grand Rapids and up my way | |
We grow the best blueberries in the U.S. of A. | |
And when we pull into old H.K. | |
The little markets'll have something special next day | |
At dawn I had a scotch and made them switch off the porn | |
'Cause there's nothing that's dirty about the ocean in the morn | |
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
When they came starboard side up from behind | |
Down below deck sip the south island sec | |
Think when last put in port, I was sorting the sort | |
And then a girl caught my eye, as she was waving goodbye | |
Tell me my dear, I said warm and sincere, who do you know on the ship | |
And then she curled up her lip | |
I don't know no one there yet, but just wait, see what you get | |
Pop the top and drink your drop we'll never go home | |
Curse and cry and why oh why we'll never go home | |
We'll never go home | |
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
When they came starboard side up from behind | |
I never saw them coming even though it was light | |
They beat two of my men simply out of spite | |
And then they came back to the helm, kicked me over and said | |
Do what we say or we'll kill you and your men | |
I looked back at those pirates with their beady little eyes | |
I gathered my courage and I could see their surprise | |
When I said, Go ahead you could cut my throat | |
But you ain't never getting the cargo of my blueberry boat | |
It's sad and it's cold at the bottom of the sea | |
But at least I got my blueberries with me |
zuo qu : Friedberger | |
Pontoon putput with the tape on ten | |
Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine | |
I' m sliding the sunfish up through the wakes | |
Coming up too quick, making mistakes | |
Quiet climb the chrome ladder in the front | |
While they' re all yawning, under the awning | |
Astro turf green hot to the touch | |
Sneak open the cooler, they' ve got too much | |
Past Taipei, through the Taiwan straits | |
We sailed on in, me and my mates | |
It was my first time running my own ship | |
But my buddies didn' t care they didn' t give me no lip | |
So many times we' ve been side by side | |
But I never carried a load with so much pride | |
You see I' m from Grand Rapids and up my way | |
We grow the best blueberries in the U. S. of A. | |
And when we pull into old H. K. | |
The little markets' ll have something special next day | |
At dawn I had a scotch and made them switch off the porn | |
' Cause there' s nothing that' s dirty about the ocean in the morn | |
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
When they came starboard side up from behind | |
Down below deck sip the south island sec | |
Think when last put in port, I was sorting the sort | |
And then a girl caught my eye, as she was waving goodbye | |
Tell me my dear, I said warm and sincere, who do you know on the ship | |
And then she curled up her lip | |
I don' t know no one there yet, but just wait, see what you get | |
Pop the top and drink your drop we' ll never go home | |
Curse and cry and why oh why we' ll never go home | |
We' ll never go home | |
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
When they came starboard side up from behind | |
I never saw them coming even though it was light | |
They beat two of my men simply out of spite | |
And then they came back to the helm, kicked me over and said | |
Do what we say or we' ll kill you and your men | |
I looked back at those pirates with their beady little eyes | |
I gathered my courage and I could see their surprise | |
When I said, Go ahead you could cut my throat | |
But you ain' t never getting the cargo of my blueberry boat | |
It' s sad and it' s cold at the bottom of the sea | |
But at least I got my blueberries with me |
zuò qǔ : Friedberger | |
Pontoon putput with the tape on ten | |
Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine | |
I' m sliding the sunfish up through the wakes | |
Coming up too quick, making mistakes | |
Quiet climb the chrome ladder in the front | |
While they' re all yawning, under the awning | |
Astro turf green hot to the touch | |
Sneak open the cooler, they' ve got too much | |
Past Taipei, through the Taiwan straits | |
We sailed on in, me and my mates | |
It was my first time running my own ship | |
But my buddies didn' t care they didn' t give me no lip | |
So many times we' ve been side by side | |
But I never carried a load with so much pride | |
You see I' m from Grand Rapids and up my way | |
We grow the best blueberries in the U. S. of A. | |
And when we pull into old H. K. | |
The little markets' ll have something special next day | |
At dawn I had a scotch and made them switch off the porn | |
' Cause there' s nothing that' s dirty about the ocean in the morn | |
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
When they came starboard side up from behind | |
Down below deck sip the south island sec | |
Think when last put in port, I was sorting the sort | |
And then a girl caught my eye, as she was waving goodbye | |
Tell me my dear, I said warm and sincere, who do you know on the ship | |
And then she curled up her lip | |
I don' t know no one there yet, but just wait, see what you get | |
Pop the top and drink your drop we' ll never go home | |
Curse and cry and why oh why we' ll never go home | |
We' ll never go home | |
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
When they came starboard side up from behind | |
I never saw them coming even though it was light | |
They beat two of my men simply out of spite | |
And then they came back to the helm, kicked me over and said | |
Do what we say or we' ll kill you and your men | |
I looked back at those pirates with their beady little eyes | |
I gathered my courage and I could see their surprise | |
When I said, Go ahead you could cut my throat | |
But you ain' t never getting the cargo of my blueberry boat | |
It' s sad and it' s cold at the bottom of the sea | |
But at least I got my blueberries with me |