Song | Sickle Clowns |
Artist | The Pretty Things |
Album | Parachute |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : May, Waller | |
Down by the river | |
Three sickle mounted souls, | |
Lay wined on the green leaf, | |
Digging their rock 'n' roll, | |
Hey hey, digging their rock 'n' roll. | |
Slashed by the wild geese, | |
The silence it did tear, | |
Sticks swung in violence, | |
You america murdered there | |
Hey hey, young america murdered there. | |
As one soul lay dying, | |
Only two were there to care. | |
On through the valleys, | |
Sad sickle clowns they ride. | |
Pressed tight against morning, | |
Beneath the blackened sky. | |
Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky. | |
There on a hill of gold | |
Wild children play. | |
They bend to pick the flowers. | |
The sun dissolves the day. | |
Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day. | |
If you can't close one eye, | |
Then turn the other way. | |
Faces bark in anger, | |
With savage bitter words, | |
Twist against the friendship, | |
With rapid shots they're blurred. | |
Hey hey, with rapid shots they're blurred. | |
There by the highway | |
Two sickles melt in flames. | |
They burn without the knowledge | |
Of why their lives were claimed, | |
Hey hey, why their lives were claimed. | |
As the smoke drifts skyward | |
We search for those to blame ..... |
zuo ci : May, Waller | |
Down by the river | |
Three sickle mounted souls, | |
Lay wined on the green leaf, | |
Digging their rock ' n' roll, | |
Hey hey, digging their rock ' n' roll. | |
Slashed by the wild geese, | |
The silence it did tear, | |
Sticks swung in violence, | |
You america murdered there | |
Hey hey, young america murdered there. | |
As one soul lay dying, | |
Only two were there to care. | |
On through the valleys, | |
Sad sickle clowns they ride. | |
Pressed tight against morning, | |
Beneath the blackened sky. | |
Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky. | |
There on a hill of gold | |
Wild children play. | |
They bend to pick the flowers. | |
The sun dissolves the day. | |
Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day. | |
If you can' t close one eye, | |
Then turn the other way. | |
Faces bark in anger, | |
With savage bitter words, | |
Twist against the friendship, | |
With rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
Hey hey, with rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
There by the highway | |
Two sickles melt in flames. | |
They burn without the knowledge | |
Of why their lives were claimed, | |
Hey hey, why their lives were claimed. | |
As the smoke drifts skyward | |
We search for those to blame ..... |
zuò cí : May, Waller | |
Down by the river | |
Three sickle mounted souls, | |
Lay wined on the green leaf, | |
Digging their rock ' n' roll, | |
Hey hey, digging their rock ' n' roll. | |
Slashed by the wild geese, | |
The silence it did tear, | |
Sticks swung in violence, | |
You america murdered there | |
Hey hey, young america murdered there. | |
As one soul lay dying, | |
Only two were there to care. | |
On through the valleys, | |
Sad sickle clowns they ride. | |
Pressed tight against morning, | |
Beneath the blackened sky. | |
Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky. | |
There on a hill of gold | |
Wild children play. | |
They bend to pick the flowers. | |
The sun dissolves the day. | |
Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day. | |
If you can' t close one eye, | |
Then turn the other way. | |
Faces bark in anger, | |
With savage bitter words, | |
Twist against the friendship, | |
With rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
Hey hey, with rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
There by the highway | |
Two sickles melt in flames. | |
They burn without the knowledge | |
Of why their lives were claimed, | |
Hey hey, why their lives were claimed. | |
As the smoke drifts skyward | |
We search for those to blame ..... |