| Song | King James Version |
| Artist | Billy Bragg |
| Album | William Bloke |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bragg | |
| He was trapped in a haircut he no longer believed in | |
| She said "i'm a teacher here. i teach the children." | |
| And he wondered to himself then and there the things he could learn from her | |
| A great might wonder | |
| Think of the names you once called me in anger | |
| Remember the sadness in florence ballard's eyes | |
| Imagine all the melancholy you could find in the arms of a stranger | |
| Bread of heaven | |
| Seems like nothing goes right | |
| In the world that we were born in | |
| But the horizon is bright | |
| Yonder comes the morning | |
| Upstairs they're buying a stairway to heaven | |
| Down in the garden they're changing sticks into snakes | |
| And the jangle of religious medals would put | |
| The fear of god into an angel | |
| Come all ye faithful | |
| Their baby came home to them an unmarried mother | |
| They wished that she would turn into a pillar of salt | |
| But in the end compassion has to be the greatest family value | |
| Help of the helpless | |
| Looks like a drift to the right | |
| For the world we were born in | |
| But the horizon is bright | |
| Yonder comes the morning |
| zuo ci : Bragg | |
| He was trapped in a haircut he no longer believed in | |
| She said " i' m a teacher here. i teach the children." | |
| And he wondered to himself then and there the things he could learn from her | |
| A great might wonder | |
| Think of the names you once called me in anger | |
| Remember the sadness in florence ballard' s eyes | |
| Imagine all the melancholy you could find in the arms of a stranger | |
| Bread of heaven | |
| Seems like nothing goes right | |
| In the world that we were born in | |
| But the horizon is bright | |
| Yonder comes the morning | |
| Upstairs they' re buying a stairway to heaven | |
| Down in the garden they' re changing sticks into snakes | |
| And the jangle of religious medals would put | |
| The fear of god into an angel | |
| Come all ye faithful | |
| Their baby came home to them an unmarried mother | |
| They wished that she would turn into a pillar of salt | |
| But in the end compassion has to be the greatest family value | |
| Help of the helpless | |
| Looks like a drift to the right | |
| For the world we were born in | |
| But the horizon is bright | |
| Yonder comes the morning |
| zuò cí : Bragg | |
| He was trapped in a haircut he no longer believed in | |
| She said " i' m a teacher here. i teach the children." | |
| And he wondered to himself then and there the things he could learn from her | |
| A great might wonder | |
| Think of the names you once called me in anger | |
| Remember the sadness in florence ballard' s eyes | |
| Imagine all the melancholy you could find in the arms of a stranger | |
| Bread of heaven | |
| Seems like nothing goes right | |
| In the world that we were born in | |
| But the horizon is bright | |
| Yonder comes the morning | |
| Upstairs they' re buying a stairway to heaven | |
| Down in the garden they' re changing sticks into snakes | |
| And the jangle of religious medals would put | |
| The fear of god into an angel | |
| Come all ye faithful | |
| Their baby came home to them an unmarried mother | |
| They wished that she would turn into a pillar of salt | |
| But in the end compassion has to be the greatest family value | |
| Help of the helpless | |
| Looks like a drift to the right | |
| For the world we were born in | |
| But the horizon is bright | |
| Yonder comes the morning |