Song | The Witch Doctor Life |
Artist | Captain Beefheart |
Album | Ice Cream For Crow |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : VanVliet | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
some are crowned kings | |
while others lose their thrones | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
small 'O' mouths scream | |
and run to Mama Kangaroo | |
insecure pouches wherein hide | |
beggars and drones | |
and babies and bums and buzzards | |
Mama crouches and smiles | |
her old useful smile | |
and old ego roars - laughs yesterday's gasses | |
while children and angels gasp | |
and follow a shepherd on crutches | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
some flee the dream | |
some turn to stone | |
and the children sing | |
and the heavens ring | |
worn by the shepherd with the folded wings | |
and the bones that sing of silence |
zuo ci : VanVliet | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
some are crowned kings | |
while others lose their thrones | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
small ' O' mouths scream | |
and run to Mama Kangaroo | |
insecure pouches wherein hide | |
beggars and drones | |
and babies and bums and buzzards | |
Mama crouches and smiles | |
her old useful smile | |
and old ego roars laughs yesterday' s gasses | |
while children and angels gasp | |
and follow a shepherd on crutches | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
some flee the dream | |
some turn to stone | |
and the children sing | |
and the heavens ring | |
worn by the shepherd with the folded wings | |
and the bones that sing of silence |
zuò cí : VanVliet | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
some are crowned kings | |
while others lose their thrones | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
small ' O' mouths scream | |
and run to Mama Kangaroo | |
insecure pouches wherein hide | |
beggars and drones | |
and babies and bums and buzzards | |
Mama crouches and smiles | |
her old useful smile | |
and old ego roars laughs yesterday' s gasses | |
while children and angels gasp | |
and follow a shepherd on crutches | |
When the Witch Doctor Life | |
throws his silent bones | |
some flee the dream | |
some turn to stone | |
and the children sing | |
and the heavens ring | |
worn by the shepherd with the folded wings | |
and the bones that sing of silence |