Song | The Thousandth And Tenth Day Of The Human Totem Pole |
Artist | Captain Beefheart |
Album | Ice Cream For Crow |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : VanVliet | |
The thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
The morning was distemper grey, | |
Of the thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
The man at the bottom was smiling. | |
He had just finished his breakfast smiling. | |
It hadn't rained or manured for over two hours. | |
The man at the top was starving. | |
The pole was a horrible looking thing | |
With all of those eyes and ears | |
And waving hands for balance. | |
There was no way to get a copter in close | |
So everybody was starving together. | |
The man at the top had long ago given up | |
But didn't have nerve enough to climb down. | |
At night the pole would talk to itself and the chatter wasn't too good. | |
Obviously the pole didn't like itself, it wanted to walk! | |
It was the summer and it was hot | |
And balance wouldn't permit skinning to undergarments. | |
It was an integrated pole, it was taking on an reddish brown cast. | |
Exercise on the pole was isometric, | |
Kind of a flex and then balance | |
Then the highest would roll together, | |
The ears wiggle, hands balance. | |
There was a gurgling and googling heard | |
A tenth of the way up the pole. | |
Approaching was a small child | |
With Statue of Liberty doll. |
zuo ci : VanVliet | |
The thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
The morning was distemper grey, | |
Of the thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
The man at the bottom was smiling. | |
He had just finished his breakfast smiling. | |
It hadn' t rained or manured for over two hours. | |
The man at the top was starving. | |
The pole was a horrible looking thing | |
With all of those eyes and ears | |
And waving hands for balance. | |
There was no way to get a copter in close | |
So everybody was starving together. | |
The man at the top had long ago given up | |
But didn' t have nerve enough to climb down. | |
At night the pole would talk to itself and the chatter wasn' t too good. | |
Obviously the pole didn' t like itself, it wanted to walk! | |
It was the summer and it was hot | |
And balance wouldn' t permit skinning to undergarments. | |
It was an integrated pole, it was taking on an reddish brown cast. | |
Exercise on the pole was isometric, | |
Kind of a flex and then balance | |
Then the highest would roll together, | |
The ears wiggle, hands balance. | |
There was a gurgling and googling heard | |
A tenth of the way up the pole. | |
Approaching was a small child | |
With Statue of Liberty doll. |
zuò cí : VanVliet | |
The thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
The morning was distemper grey, | |
Of the thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
The man at the bottom was smiling. | |
He had just finished his breakfast smiling. | |
It hadn' t rained or manured for over two hours. | |
The man at the top was starving. | |
The pole was a horrible looking thing | |
With all of those eyes and ears | |
And waving hands for balance. | |
There was no way to get a copter in close | |
So everybody was starving together. | |
The man at the top had long ago given up | |
But didn' t have nerve enough to climb down. | |
At night the pole would talk to itself and the chatter wasn' t too good. | |
Obviously the pole didn' t like itself, it wanted to walk! | |
It was the summer and it was hot | |
And balance wouldn' t permit skinning to undergarments. | |
It was an integrated pole, it was taking on an reddish brown cast. | |
Exercise on the pole was isometric, | |
Kind of a flex and then balance | |
Then the highest would roll together, | |
The ears wiggle, hands balance. | |
There was a gurgling and googling heard | |
A tenth of the way up the pole. | |
Approaching was a small child | |
With Statue of Liberty doll. |