Hit Parade Lyrics

	作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray
	作词 : Heaton, Rotheray
	No one wrote a song for me
	Just instrumental not too long
	As sure as sure could ever be
	You'd only get the lyrics wrong
	No solo Chet Baker ever played
	lowered me slowly to my grave
	The prose that Keats and Yates would save
	was for King and Queen not knave
	I have no poem that describes my charm
	No story told that's short and sweet
	I have no hymn, I have no psalm
	This song I have it has no beat
	Yes it has no beat
	No tapping of feet
	Yes it has no beat
	Miles Davis played the black 'n' blues
	Did he play for me to lose?
	Cause just when round midnight falls
	That tune's not his it's Kenny Ball's
	Now on that graveyard on that grave
	On that tombstone in the shade
	No poem written, no accolade
	No "We loved you" ever sprayed
	There's just this feeling from that moss
	When epitaph you cannot read
	he must have lived it at budget cost
	So he deserves to be beneath
	All that William Robinson wrote
	not one of my pluses did he portray
	those lyrics stuck right down my throat
	I never hit
	It never hit
	My hit parade

	zuo qu : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray
	zuo ci : Heaton, Rotheray
	No one wrote a song for me
	Just instrumental not too long
	As sure as sure could ever be
	You' d only get the lyrics wrong
	No solo Chet Baker ever played
	lowered me slowly to my grave
	The prose that Keats and Yates would save
	was for King and Queen not knave
	I have no poem that describes my charm
	No story told that' s short and sweet
	I have no hymn, I have no psalm
	This song I have it has no beat
	Yes it has no beat
	No tapping of feet
	Yes it has no beat
	Miles Davis played the black ' n' blues
	Did he play for me to lose?
	Cause just when round midnight falls
	That tune' s not his it' s Kenny Ball' s
	Now on that graveyard on that grave
	On that tombstone in the shade
	No poem written, no accolade
	No " We loved you" ever sprayed
	There' s just this feeling from that moss
	When epitaph you cannot read
	he must have lived it at budget cost
	So he deserves to be beneath
	All that William Robinson wrote
	not one of my pluses did he portray
	those lyrics stuck right down my throat
	I never hit
	It never hit
	My hit parade

	zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray
	zuò cí : Heaton, Rotheray
	No one wrote a song for me
	Just instrumental not too long
	As sure as sure could ever be
	You' d only get the lyrics wrong
	No solo Chet Baker ever played
	lowered me slowly to my grave
	The prose that Keats and Yates would save
	was for King and Queen not knave
	I have no poem that describes my charm
	No story told that' s short and sweet
	I have no hymn, I have no psalm
	This song I have it has no beat
	Yes it has no beat
	No tapping of feet
	Yes it has no beat
	Miles Davis played the black ' n' blues
	Did he play for me to lose?
	Cause just when round midnight falls
	That tune' s not his it' s Kenny Ball' s
	Now on that graveyard on that grave
	On that tombstone in the shade
	No poem written, no accolade
	No " We loved you" ever sprayed
	There' s just this feeling from that moss
	When epitaph you cannot read
	he must have lived it at budget cost
	So he deserves to be beneath
	All that William Robinson wrote
	not one of my pluses did he portray
	those lyrics stuck right down my throat
	I never hit
	It never hit
	My hit parade

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