Song | American Without Tears |
Artist | Elvis Costello |
Album | King of America |
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作词 : MacManus | |
Outside in | |
New Orleans, the heat was almost frightening | |
But my hotel room as usual was freezing and unkind | |
On TV, they prosecute anyone who's exciting | |
So I put on my overcoat and went down to find | |
In Revlon and | |
Crimpelene, they captured my heart | |
To the strain of a piano and a cocktail murderess | |
She was singing that, ' | |
It's Too Late', | |
I agreed with that part | |
For two English girls who had changed their address | |
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don't speak any | |
English, just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears | |
One had been a beauty queen and the other was her friend | |
They had known rogues and rascals and showbiz impresarios | |
While the boys were licking | |
Hitler, they had something to defend | |
From men armed with chewing gum and fine nylon hose | |
By a bicycle factory, as they sounded the siren | |
And returned into the dance hall, she knew he was the one | |
Though he wasn't tall or handsome, she laughed when he told her"I'm the Sheriff of Nottingham and this is Little John" | |
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don't speak any | |
English, just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears | |
At a dock in | |
Southampton full of tearful goodbyes | |
Newsreel commentators said, "Cheerio, G.I. brides" | |
Soon they'll be finding the cold facts and lies | |
New words for suspenders and young girls backsides | |
Now I'm in | |
America and running from you | |
Like my grandfather before me walked the streets of | |
New YorkAnd | |
I think of all the women, | |
I pretend mean more than you | |
When I open my mouth and | |
I can't seem to talk | |
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don't speak any | |
English just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears |
zuo ci : MacManus | |
Outside in | |
New Orleans, the heat was almost frightening | |
But my hotel room as usual was freezing and unkind | |
On TV, they prosecute anyone who' s exciting | |
So I put on my overcoat and went down to find | |
In Revlon and | |
Crimpelene, they captured my heart | |
To the strain of a piano and a cocktail murderess | |
She was singing that, ' | |
It' s Too Late', | |
I agreed with that part | |
For two English girls who had changed their address | |
Now it seems we' ve been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don' t speak any | |
English, just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears | |
One had been a beauty queen and the other was her friend | |
They had known rogues and rascals and showbiz impresarios | |
While the boys were licking | |
Hitler, they had something to defend | |
From men armed with chewing gum and fine nylon hose | |
By a bicycle factory, as they sounded the siren | |
And returned into the dance hall, she knew he was the one | |
Though he wasn' t tall or handsome, she laughed when he told her" I' m the Sheriff of Nottingham and this is Little John" | |
Now it seems we' ve been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don' t speak any | |
English, just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears | |
At a dock in | |
Southampton full of tearful goodbyes | |
Newsreel commentators said, " Cheerio, G. I. brides" | |
Soon they' ll be finding the cold facts and lies | |
New words for suspenders and young girls backsides | |
Now I' m in | |
America and running from you | |
Like my grandfather before me walked the streets of | |
New YorkAnd | |
I think of all the women, | |
I pretend mean more than you | |
When I open my mouth and | |
I can' t seem to talk | |
Now it seems we' ve been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don' t speak any | |
English just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears |
zuò cí : MacManus | |
Outside in | |
New Orleans, the heat was almost frightening | |
But my hotel room as usual was freezing and unkind | |
On TV, they prosecute anyone who' s exciting | |
So I put on my overcoat and went down to find | |
In Revlon and | |
Crimpelene, they captured my heart | |
To the strain of a piano and a cocktail murderess | |
She was singing that, ' | |
It' s Too Late', | |
I agreed with that part | |
For two English girls who had changed their address | |
Now it seems we' ve been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don' t speak any | |
English, just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears | |
One had been a beauty queen and the other was her friend | |
They had known rogues and rascals and showbiz impresarios | |
While the boys were licking | |
Hitler, they had something to defend | |
From men armed with chewing gum and fine nylon hose | |
By a bicycle factory, as they sounded the siren | |
And returned into the dance hall, she knew he was the one | |
Though he wasn' t tall or handsome, she laughed when he told her" I' m the Sheriff of Nottingham and this is Little John" | |
Now it seems we' ve been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don' t speak any | |
English, just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears | |
At a dock in | |
Southampton full of tearful goodbyes | |
Newsreel commentators said, " Cheerio, G. I. brides" | |
Soon they' ll be finding the cold facts and lies | |
New words for suspenders and young girls backsides | |
Now I' m in | |
America and running from you | |
Like my grandfather before me walked the streets of | |
New YorkAnd | |
I think of all the women, | |
I pretend mean more than you | |
When I open my mouth and | |
I can' t seem to talk | |
Now it seems we' ve been crying for years and for years | |
Now I don' t speak any | |
English just | |
American without tears | |
Just American without tears |