Song | The Eton Rifles |
Artist | The Jam |
Album | Setting Sons |
作曲 : Paul Weller | |
作词 : Weller | |
Sup up your beer and collect your fags, | |
There's a row going on down near slough, | |
Get out your mat and pray to the west, | |
I'll get out mine and pray for myself. | |
Thought you were smart when you took them on, | |
But you didn't take a peep in their artillery room, | |
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest, | |
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest. | |
Hello-hurrah - what a nice day - for the eton rifles, | |
Hello-hurrah - i hope rain stops play - with the eton rifles. | |
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse, | |
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes, | |
Compose a revolutionary symphony, | |
Then went to bed with a charming young thing. | |
Hello-hurrah - cheers then mate - its the eton rifles, | |
Hello-hurrah - an extremist scrape - with the eton rifles. | |
What a catalyst you turned out to be, | |
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea, | |
Left me standing - like a guilty (naughty) schoolboy. | |
We came out of it naturally the worst, | |
Beaten and bloody and i was sick down my shirt, | |
We were no match for their untamed wit, | |
Though some of the lads said they'll be back next week. | |
Hello-hurrah - there's a price to pay - to the eton rifles, | |
Hello-hurrah - i'd prefer the plague - to the eton rifles. | |
Hello-hurrah - there's a price to pay - to the eton rifles, | |
Hello-hurrah - i'd prefer the plague - to the eton rifles. |
zuò qǔ : Paul Weller | |
zuò cí : Weller | |
Sup up your beer and collect your fags, | |
There' s a row going on down near slough, | |
Get out your mat and pray to the west, | |
I' ll get out mine and pray for myself. | |
Thought you were smart when you took them on, | |
But you didn' t take a peep in their artillery room, | |
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest, | |
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest. | |
Hellohurrah what a nice day for the eton rifles, | |
Hellohurrah i hope rain stops play with the eton rifles. | |
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse, | |
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes, | |
Compose a revolutionary symphony, | |
Then went to bed with a charming young thing. | |
Hellohurrah cheers then mate its the eton rifles, | |
Hellohurrah an extremist scrape with the eton rifles. | |
What a catalyst you turned out to be, | |
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea, | |
Left me standing like a guilty naughty schoolboy. | |
We came out of it naturally the worst, | |
Beaten and bloody and i was sick down my shirt, | |
We were no match for their untamed wit, | |
Though some of the lads said they' ll be back next week. | |
Hellohurrah there' s a price to pay to the eton rifles, | |
Hellohurrah i' d prefer the plague to the eton rifles. | |
Hellohurrah there' s a price to pay to the eton rifles, | |
Hellohurrah i' d prefer the plague to the eton rifles. |