作曲 : MacDonald, MacDonald | |
The landlords came | |
The peasant trials | |
To sacrifice of men | |
Through the past and that quite darkly | |
The presence once again | |
In the name of capital | |
Establishment | |
Improvers, its a name | |
The hidden truths | |
The hidden lies | |
That once nailed you | |
To the pain | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round | |
To the candles | |
Of enlightenment | |
Once lit they say don't burn | |
To turn the darkest room of suffering | |
To a greater state of pain | |
Don't tell me that's behind you now | |
Don't greet me | |
Don't meet your dying blind | |
It's our very last stand together | |
So let's sever | |
No regrets | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round | |
There were days | |
That once held confidence | |
Strength of will and mind | |
The camouflage that once washed your fathers | |
Your sons and daughters time | |
Another tounge | |
My love, my island | |
You've gone international | |
With all the praying men of God | |
Who stood | |
And watched it all go on | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round |
zuo qu : MacDonald, MacDonald | |
The landlords came | |
The peasant trials | |
To sacrifice of men | |
Through the past and that quite darkly | |
The presence once again | |
In the name of capital | |
Establishment | |
Improvers, its a name | |
The hidden truths | |
The hidden lies | |
That once nailed you | |
To the pain | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round | |
To the candles | |
Of enlightenment | |
Once lit they say don' t burn | |
To turn the darkest room of suffering | |
To a greater state of pain | |
Don' t tell me that' s behind you now | |
Don' t greet me | |
Don' t meet your dying blind | |
It' s our very last stand together | |
So let' s sever | |
No regrets | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round | |
There were days | |
That once held confidence | |
Strength of will and mind | |
The camouflage that once washed your fathers | |
Your sons and daughters time | |
Another tounge | |
My love, my island | |
You' ve gone international | |
With all the praying men of God | |
Who stood | |
And watched it all go on | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round |
zuò qǔ : MacDonald, MacDonald | |
The landlords came | |
The peasant trials | |
To sacrifice of men | |
Through the past and that quite darkly | |
The presence once again | |
In the name of capital | |
Establishment | |
Improvers, its a name | |
The hidden truths | |
The hidden lies | |
That once nailed you | |
To the pain | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round | |
To the candles | |
Of enlightenment | |
Once lit they say don' t burn | |
To turn the darkest room of suffering | |
To a greater state of pain | |
Don' t tell me that' s behind you now | |
Don' t greet me | |
Don' t meet your dying blind | |
It' s our very last stand together | |
So let' s sever | |
No regrets | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round | |
There were days | |
That once held confidence | |
Strength of will and mind | |
The camouflage that once washed your fathers | |
Your sons and daughters time | |
Another tounge | |
My love, my island | |
You' ve gone international | |
With all the praying men of God | |
Who stood | |
And watched it all go on | |
They did a dance | |
Called America | |
They danced it round | |
And waited at the turns | |
For America | |
They danced their ladies round |