Song | Pass That Stage |
Artist | Van Dyke Parks |
Album | Clang Of The Yankee Reaper |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Slinger | |
Francisco | |
We don't hesitate to try and create | |
And then perpatuate fictious impressions | |
Courteous words like "thank you, I'm sorry | |
Please and world you forgive me" | |
Which we once knew | |
Have now become a forgotten thing | |
Of the past | |
But "convict and condemn" in our minds | |
Our bosom pals, without a trial | |
But this wickedness, crookedness | |
Stupid and malicious gile is out of style | |
Can't people construct and try to engage | |
In something to alleviate this present shortage | |
Control the urge to damage | |
And as the people be less savage | |
In this day and age | |
Remember we pass that stage | |
We share disrespect and then we object | |
When people reject us and call us low class | |
Saturday night infideliy's a damn joke | |
We're cussing, we're whoring | |
We're smoking dope | |
Sunday morning we're holier than the pope | |
When we critisize we tend to dramatize | |
Thereby exercising ignorance and folly | |
Why can't we forget about the pride and scrimmage | |
Ignore the old talk and gossip in the village | |
Cease the damn wastage | |
And as the people be less savage | |
In this day and age | |
Remember we pass that stage |
zuo ci : Slinger | |
Francisco | |
We don' t hesitate to try and create | |
And then perpatuate fictious impressions | |
Courteous words like " thank you, I' m sorry | |
Please and world you forgive me" | |
Which we once knew | |
Have now become a forgotten thing | |
Of the past | |
But " convict and condemn" in our minds | |
Our bosom pals, without a trial | |
But this wickedness, crookedness | |
Stupid and malicious gile is out of style | |
Can' t people construct and try to engage | |
In something to alleviate this present shortage | |
Control the urge to damage | |
And as the people be less savage | |
In this day and age | |
Remember we pass that stage | |
We share disrespect and then we object | |
When people reject us and call us low class | |
Saturday night infideliy' s a damn joke | |
We' re cussing, we' re whoring | |
We' re smoking dope | |
Sunday morning we' re holier than the pope | |
When we critisize we tend to dramatize | |
Thereby exercising ignorance and folly | |
Why can' t we forget about the pride and scrimmage | |
Ignore the old talk and gossip in the village | |
Cease the damn wastage | |
And as the people be less savage | |
In this day and age | |
Remember we pass that stage |
zuò cí : Slinger | |
Francisco | |
We don' t hesitate to try and create | |
And then perpatuate fictious impressions | |
Courteous words like " thank you, I' m sorry | |
Please and world you forgive me" | |
Which we once knew | |
Have now become a forgotten thing | |
Of the past | |
But " convict and condemn" in our minds | |
Our bosom pals, without a trial | |
But this wickedness, crookedness | |
Stupid and malicious gile is out of style | |
Can' t people construct and try to engage | |
In something to alleviate this present shortage | |
Control the urge to damage | |
And as the people be less savage | |
In this day and age | |
Remember we pass that stage | |
We share disrespect and then we object | |
When people reject us and call us low class | |
Saturday night infideliy' s a damn joke | |
We' re cussing, we' re whoring | |
We' re smoking dope | |
Sunday morning we' re holier than the pope | |
When we critisize we tend to dramatize | |
Thereby exercising ignorance and folly | |
Why can' t we forget about the pride and scrimmage | |
Ignore the old talk and gossip in the village | |
Cease the damn wastage | |
And as the people be less savage | |
In this day and age | |
Remember we pass that stage |