歌曲 | Subdivision |
歌手 | Ani DiFranco |
专辑 | Revelling/Reckoning |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Difranco | |
White people are so scared of black people. | |
They bulldoze out to the country, and put up houses on little loop-d-loop streets. | |
And while america gets its heart cut right out of its chest | |
The berlin wall still runs down main street separating east side from west. | |
And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse, in the boarded up stores and the broken down houses | |
So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps | |
Just to prove they got no manners, no mercy, and no sense. | |
And i wonder then what it will take for my city to rise. | |
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
The ghost of old buildings are haunting parking lots in the city of good neighbors that history forgot. | |
I remember the first time i saw someone lying on the cold street | |
I thought, 'i can't just walk past you, this can't just be true.' | |
But i learned by example to just keep moving my feet. | |
It's amazing the things that we all learn to do. | |
So we're led by denial like lambs to the slaughter | |
Serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water and the old farmroad's a four-lane | |
That leads to the mall and my dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall | |
And i wonder then what it will take for my country to rise. | |
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
'til nation's last taker succumbs to one last dumb decision | |
And america the beautiful is just one big subdivision. |
zuo ci : Difranco | |
White people are so scared of black people. | |
They bulldoze out to the country, and put up houses on little loopdloop streets. | |
And while america gets its heart cut right out of its chest | |
The berlin wall still runs down main street separating east side from west. | |
And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse, in the boarded up stores and the broken down houses | |
So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps | |
Just to prove they got no manners, no mercy, and no sense. | |
And i wonder then what it will take for my city to rise. | |
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
The ghost of old buildings are haunting parking lots in the city of good neighbors that history forgot. | |
I remember the first time i saw someone lying on the cold street | |
I thought, ' i can' t just walk past you, this can' t just be true.' | |
But i learned by example to just keep moving my feet. | |
It' s amazing the things that we all learn to do. | |
So we' re led by denial like lambs to the slaughter | |
Serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water and the old farmroad' s a fourlane | |
That leads to the mall and my dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall | |
And i wonder then what it will take for my country to rise. | |
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
' til nation' s last taker succumbs to one last dumb decision | |
And america the beautiful is just one big subdivision. |
zuò cí : Difranco | |
White people are so scared of black people. | |
They bulldoze out to the country, and put up houses on little loopdloop streets. | |
And while america gets its heart cut right out of its chest | |
The berlin wall still runs down main street separating east side from west. | |
And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse, in the boarded up stores and the broken down houses | |
So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps | |
Just to prove they got no manners, no mercy, and no sense. | |
And i wonder then what it will take for my city to rise. | |
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
The ghost of old buildings are haunting parking lots in the city of good neighbors that history forgot. | |
I remember the first time i saw someone lying on the cold street | |
I thought, ' i can' t just walk past you, this can' t just be true.' | |
But i learned by example to just keep moving my feet. | |
It' s amazing the things that we all learn to do. | |
So we' re led by denial like lambs to the slaughter | |
Serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water and the old farmroad' s a fourlane | |
That leads to the mall and my dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall | |
And i wonder then what it will take for my country to rise. | |
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
' til nation' s last taker succumbs to one last dumb decision | |
And america the beautiful is just one big subdivision. |