| Song | The Walloping Window Blind |
| Artist | Natalie Merchant |
| Album | Leave Your Sleep |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Natalie Merchant |
| [00:01.00] | 制作人 : Andres Levin/Natalie Merchant |
| [00:09.78] | A capital ship for an ocean trip |
| [00:11.67] | Was “The Walloping Window Blind;" |
| [00:13.86] | No gale that blew dismayed her crew |
| [00:16.08] | Or troubled the captain’s mind |
| [00:18.03] | The man at the wheel was taught to feel |
| [00:20.13] | Contempt for the wildest blow |
| [00:22.20] | And it often appeared, when the weather had cleared |
| [00:24.24] | That he'd been in his bunk below |
| [00:35.85] | The boatswain's mate was very sedate |
| [00:37.92] | Yet fond of amusement, too |
| [00:39.99] | And he played hop-scotch with the starboard watch |
| [00:41.97] | While the captain tickled the crew |
| [00:45.03] | And the gunner we had was apparently mad |
| [00:47.25] | For he sat on the after-rail |
| [00:49.47] | And fired salutes with the captain's boots |
| [00:51.39] | In the teeth of the booming gale |
| [00:56.67] | The captain sat in a commodore's hat |
| [00:58.86] | And dined, in a royal way |
| [01:00.78] | On toasted pigs and pickles and figs |
| [01:03.00] | And gummery bread, each day |
| [01:04.95] | But the rest of us ate from an odious plate |
| [01:07.08] | For the food that was given the crew |
| [01:09.21] | Was a number of tons of hot-cross buns |
| [01:11.31] | Chopped up with sugar and glue |
| [01:22.68] | And we all felt ill as mariners will |
| [01:24.84] | On a diet that's cheap and rude |
| [01:26.94] | And the deck shook when we dipped the cook |
| [01:28.95] | In a tub of his gluesome food |
| [01:36.30] | Then nautical pride we laid aside |
| [01:38.49] | And we cast the vessel ashore |
| [01:40.44] | On the Gulliby Isles, where the Poohpooh smiles |
| [01:43.20] | And the Anagazanders roar |
| [02:06.03] | Composed of sand was that favored land |
| [02:09.30] | And trimmed with cinnamon straws |
| [02:11.73] | And pink and blue was the pleasing hue |
| [02:14.46] | Of the Tickletoeteaser’s claws |
| [02:19.38] | And we sat on the edge of a sandy ledge |
| [02:21.54] | And shot at the whistling bee |
| [02:23.61] | And the Binnacle-bats wore water-proof hats |
| [02:25.56] | As they danced in the sounding sea |
| [02:30.93] | On rubagub bark, from dawn to dark |
| [02:33.03] | We fed, till we all had grown |
| [02:34.98] | Uncommonly shrunk—when a Chinese junk |
| [02:37.11] | Came by from the torriby zone |
| [02:41.91] | She was stubby and square, but we didn't much care |
| [02:44.37] | And we cheerily put to sea |
| [02:46.56] | And we left the crew of the junk to chew |
| [02:48.66] | The bark of the rubagub tree |
| [04:12.12] | 录音助理 : Dustin Wicksell/Eli Walker |
| [04:12.95] | 混音 : Steve Rosenthal |
| [04:13.78] | 录音师 : Nick Wollage |
| [04:14.62] | 混音助理 : Brian Thorn/Eli Walker/Kabir Hermon |
| [04:15.45] | 母带工程师 : Robert C. Ludwig |
| [04:16.28] | 人声 : Natalie Merchant |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Natalie Merchant |
| [00:01.00] | zhi zuo ren : Andres Levin Natalie Merchant |
| [00:09.78] | A capital ship for an ocean trip |
| [00:11.67] | Was " The Walloping Window Blind" |
| [00:13.86] | No gale that blew dismayed her crew |
| [00:16.08] | Or troubled the captain' s mind |
| [00:18.03] | The man at the wheel was taught to feel |
| [00:20.13] | Contempt for the wildest blow |
| [00:22.20] | And it often appeared, when the weather had cleared |
| [00:24.24] | That he' d been in his bunk below |
| [00:35.85] | The boatswain' s mate was very sedate |
| [00:37.92] | Yet fond of amusement, too |
| [00:39.99] | And he played hopscotch with the starboard watch |
| [00:41.97] | While the captain tickled the crew |
| [00:45.03] | And the gunner we had was apparently mad |
| [00:47.25] | For he sat on the afterrail |
| [00:49.47] | And fired salutes with the captain' s boots |
| [00:51.39] | In the teeth of the booming gale |
| [00:56.67] | The captain sat in a commodore' s hat |
| [00:58.86] | And dined, in a royal way |
| [01:00.78] | On toasted pigs and pickles and figs |
| [01:03.00] | And gummery bread, each day |
| [01:04.95] | But the rest of us ate from an odious plate |
| [01:07.08] | For the food that was given the crew |
| [01:09.21] | Was a number of tons of hotcross buns |
| [01:11.31] | Chopped up with sugar and glue |
| [01:22.68] | And we all felt ill as mariners will |
| [01:24.84] | On a diet that' s cheap and rude |
| [01:26.94] | And the deck shook when we dipped the cook |
| [01:28.95] | In a tub of his gluesome food |
| [01:36.30] | Then nautical pride we laid aside |
| [01:38.49] | And we cast the vessel ashore |
| [01:40.44] | On the Gulliby Isles, where the Poohpooh smiles |
| [01:43.20] | And the Anagazanders roar |
| [02:06.03] | Composed of sand was that favored land |
| [02:09.30] | And trimmed with cinnamon straws |
| [02:11.73] | And pink and blue was the pleasing hue |
| [02:14.46] | Of the Tickletoeteaser' s claws |
| [02:19.38] | And we sat on the edge of a sandy ledge |
| [02:21.54] | And shot at the whistling bee |
| [02:23.61] | And the Binnaclebats wore waterproof hats |
| [02:25.56] | As they danced in the sounding sea |
| [02:30.93] | On rubagub bark, from dawn to dark |
| [02:33.03] | We fed, till we all had grown |
| [02:34.98] | Uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk |
| [02:37.11] | Came by from the torriby zone |
| [02:41.91] | She was stubby and square, but we didn' t much care |
| [02:44.37] | And we cheerily put to sea |
| [02:46.56] | And we left the crew of the junk to chew |
| [02:48.66] | The bark of the rubagub tree |
| [04:12.12] | lu yin zhu li : Dustin Wicksell Eli Walker |
| [04:12.95] | hun yin : Steve Rosenthal |
| [04:13.78] | lu yin shi : Nick Wollage |
| [04:14.62] | hun yin zhu li : Brian Thorn Eli Walker Kabir Hermon |
| [04:15.45] | mu dai gong cheng shi : Robert C. Ludwig |
| [04:16.28] | ren sheng : Natalie Merchant |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Natalie Merchant |
| [00:01.00] | zhì zuò rén : Andres Levin Natalie Merchant |
| [00:09.78] | A capital ship for an ocean trip |
| [00:11.67] | Was " The Walloping Window Blind" |
| [00:13.86] | No gale that blew dismayed her crew |
| [00:16.08] | Or troubled the captain' s mind |
| [00:18.03] | The man at the wheel was taught to feel |
| [00:20.13] | Contempt for the wildest blow |
| [00:22.20] | And it often appeared, when the weather had cleared |
| [00:24.24] | That he' d been in his bunk below |
| [00:35.85] | The boatswain' s mate was very sedate |
| [00:37.92] | Yet fond of amusement, too |
| [00:39.99] | And he played hopscotch with the starboard watch |
| [00:41.97] | While the captain tickled the crew |
| [00:45.03] | And the gunner we had was apparently mad |
| [00:47.25] | For he sat on the afterrail |
| [00:49.47] | And fired salutes with the captain' s boots |
| [00:51.39] | In the teeth of the booming gale |
| [00:56.67] | The captain sat in a commodore' s hat |
| [00:58.86] | And dined, in a royal way |
| [01:00.78] | On toasted pigs and pickles and figs |
| [01:03.00] | And gummery bread, each day |
| [01:04.95] | But the rest of us ate from an odious plate |
| [01:07.08] | For the food that was given the crew |
| [01:09.21] | Was a number of tons of hotcross buns |
| [01:11.31] | Chopped up with sugar and glue |
| [01:22.68] | And we all felt ill as mariners will |
| [01:24.84] | On a diet that' s cheap and rude |
| [01:26.94] | And the deck shook when we dipped the cook |
| [01:28.95] | In a tub of his gluesome food |
| [01:36.30] | Then nautical pride we laid aside |
| [01:38.49] | And we cast the vessel ashore |
| [01:40.44] | On the Gulliby Isles, where the Poohpooh smiles |
| [01:43.20] | And the Anagazanders roar |
| [02:06.03] | Composed of sand was that favored land |
| [02:09.30] | And trimmed with cinnamon straws |
| [02:11.73] | And pink and blue was the pleasing hue |
| [02:14.46] | Of the Tickletoeteaser' s claws |
| [02:19.38] | And we sat on the edge of a sandy ledge |
| [02:21.54] | And shot at the whistling bee |
| [02:23.61] | And the Binnaclebats wore waterproof hats |
| [02:25.56] | As they danced in the sounding sea |
| [02:30.93] | On rubagub bark, from dawn to dark |
| [02:33.03] | We fed, till we all had grown |
| [02:34.98] | Uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk |
| [02:37.11] | Came by from the torriby zone |
| [02:41.91] | She was stubby and square, but we didn' t much care |
| [02:44.37] | And we cheerily put to sea |
| [02:46.56] | And we left the crew of the junk to chew |
| [02:48.66] | The bark of the rubagub tree |
| [04:12.12] | lù yīn zhù lǐ : Dustin Wicksell Eli Walker |
| [04:12.95] | hùn yīn : Steve Rosenthal |
| [04:13.78] | lù yīn shī : Nick Wollage |
| [04:14.62] | hùn yīn zhù lǐ : Brian Thorn Eli Walker Kabir Hermon |
| [04:15.45] | mǔ dài gōng chéng shī : Robert C. Ludwig |
| [04:16.28] | rén shēng : Natalie Merchant |