You've Never Seen Everything 歌词

歌曲	You've Never Seen Everything
歌手	Bruce Cockburn
专辑	You've Never Seen Everything
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作词 : Cockburn
	Nobody's making me say this
	I'm talking to you
	Been travelþing 17 hours
	Irradiated by signals, by images
	of viruses, of virtues
	like everyone
	Like exiled angels we swing out of the clouds
	Above night city-
	Fields of light broken by the curve of dark waterways
	On the other side of the world
	an unhappy teenage girl sets fire
	to herself, her house, her neighbourhood and some that dwell therein
	Sorry simulacrum of sad dawn
	You've never seen everything
	Sleep of the just, sleep of reason, any damn kind of sleep please!
	I'm trying to balance on a sloping bed in Naples
	or is it Skopje? I forget
	Through the thin hotel wall a man groans in his dreams
	And on the other side of the world
	the drug squad busts a child's birthday party
	Puts bullets in the family dog and the blood goes all over the baby
	And the Mounties are strip-searching schoolgirls
	because they can
	And a car crashes and burns on an offramp from the Gardiner
	Two dogs in the back seat die, and in the front
	a man and his mother
	Forensics reveals the lady has pitchfork wounds in her chest -
	Pitchfork!
	And that the same or a similar instrument has been screwed to the dash
	to make sure the driver goes too
	You've never seen everything
	I see:
	A leader of the people with a ring in his nose
	And the leaders of business tell him which way to go
	With tugs on the golden chain which once led the golden calf
	And we're supposed to be impressed with their success
	But my mind goes blank before the unbelievable indifference
	shown life
	spirit
	the future
	anything green
	anything just
	Bad pressure coming down
	Tears - what we really traffic in
	ride the ribbon of shadow
	Never feel the light falling all around
	Years ago when my brother was in India
	A small town baker got a bright idea
	He cut his flour with pesticide
	and sent a bunch of neighbours on their longest journey
	He was just being cheap -trying to make a profit
	Didn't even have shareholders to answer to
	But it's worth remembering, as we sell off the forest
	gene-splice the world's food into an instrument of control
	maim and destroy as acts of theatre,
	what came next -
	That when the survivors looked around
	and understood what had been done
	they butchered
	that baker
	Snow swirls in the parking lot light like flour
	like pesticide There's a trade war brewing - or at least that's the face they paint on it
	But it's only more transnational manipulation
	It's all bad magic and gangrene politics
	Hormone disruptors and carcinogenetics
	Greed twists eternal in the human breast
	But the market has no brain
	It doesn't love it's not God
	All it knows is the price of lunch
	Here I sit
	Staring at my own shadow
	Feeling my blood move
	Trying not to have a drink
	Trying to find somewhere to put the rage I'm carrying
	Bad pressure coming down
	Tears - what we really traffic in
	ride the ribbon of shadow
	Never feel the light falling all around
	Never feel the light falling all around
	You've never seen everything

	zuo ci : Cockburn
	Nobody' s making me say this
	I' m talking to you
	Been travel ing 17 hours
	Irradiated by signals, by images
	of viruses, of virtues
	like everyone
	Like exiled angels we swing out of the clouds
	Above night city
	Fields of light broken by the curve of dark waterways
	On the other side of the world
	an unhappy teenage girl sets fire
	to herself, her house, her neighbourhood and some that dwell therein
	Sorry simulacrum of sad dawn
	You' ve never seen everything
	Sleep of the just, sleep of reason, any damn kind of sleep please!
	I' m trying to balance on a sloping bed in Naples
	or is it Skopje? I forget
	Through the thin hotel wall a man groans in his dreams
	And on the other side of the world
	the drug squad busts a child' s birthday party
	Puts bullets in the family dog and the blood goes all over the baby
	And the Mounties are stripsearching schoolgirls
	because they can
	And a car crashes and burns on an offramp from the Gardiner
	Two dogs in the back seat die, and in the front
	a man and his mother
	Forensics reveals the lady has pitchfork wounds in her chest
	Pitchfork!
	And that the same or a similar instrument has been screwed to the dash
	to make sure the driver goes too
	You' ve never seen everything
	I see:
	A leader of the people with a ring in his nose
	And the leaders of business tell him which way to go
	With tugs on the golden chain which once led the golden calf
	And we' re supposed to be impressed with their success
	But my mind goes blank before the unbelievable indifference
	shown life
	spirit
	the future
	anything green
	anything just
	Bad pressure coming down
	Tears what we really traffic in
	ride the ribbon of shadow
	Never feel the light falling all around
	Years ago when my brother was in India
	A small town baker got a bright idea
	He cut his flour with pesticide
	and sent a bunch of neighbours on their longest journey
	He was just being cheap trying to make a profit
	Didn' t even have shareholders to answer to
	But it' s worth remembering, as we sell off the forest
	genesplice the world' s food into an instrument of control
	maim and destroy as acts of theatre,
	what came next
	That when the survivors looked around
	and understood what had been done
	they butchered
	that baker
	Snow swirls in the parking lot light like flour
	like pesticide There' s a trade war brewing or at least that' s the face they paint on it
	But it' s only more transnational manipulation
	It' s all bad magic and gangrene politics
	Hormone disruptors and carcinogenetics
	Greed twists eternal in the human breast
	But the market has no brain
	It doesn' t love it' s not God
	All it knows is the price of lunch
	Here I sit
	Staring at my own shadow
	Feeling my blood move
	Trying not to have a drink
	Trying to find somewhere to put the rage I' m carrying
	Bad pressure coming down
	Tears what we really traffic in
	ride the ribbon of shadow
	Never feel the light falling all around
	Never feel the light falling all around
	You' ve never seen everything

	zuò cí : Cockburn
	Nobody' s making me say this
	I' m talking to you
	Been travel ing 17 hours
	Irradiated by signals, by images
	of viruses, of virtues
	like everyone
	Like exiled angels we swing out of the clouds
	Above night city
	Fields of light broken by the curve of dark waterways
	On the other side of the world
	an unhappy teenage girl sets fire
	to herself, her house, her neighbourhood and some that dwell therein
	Sorry simulacrum of sad dawn
	You' ve never seen everything
	Sleep of the just, sleep of reason, any damn kind of sleep please!
	I' m trying to balance on a sloping bed in Naples
	or is it Skopje? I forget
	Through the thin hotel wall a man groans in his dreams
	And on the other side of the world
	the drug squad busts a child' s birthday party
	Puts bullets in the family dog and the blood goes all over the baby
	And the Mounties are stripsearching schoolgirls
	because they can
	And a car crashes and burns on an offramp from the Gardiner
	Two dogs in the back seat die, and in the front
	a man and his mother
	Forensics reveals the lady has pitchfork wounds in her chest
	Pitchfork!
	And that the same or a similar instrument has been screwed to the dash
	to make sure the driver goes too
	You' ve never seen everything
	I see:
	A leader of the people with a ring in his nose
	And the leaders of business tell him which way to go
	With tugs on the golden chain which once led the golden calf
	And we' re supposed to be impressed with their success
	But my mind goes blank before the unbelievable indifference
	shown life
	spirit
	the future
	anything green
	anything just
	Bad pressure coming down
	Tears what we really traffic in
	ride the ribbon of shadow
	Never feel the light falling all around
	Years ago when my brother was in India
	A small town baker got a bright idea
	He cut his flour with pesticide
	and sent a bunch of neighbours on their longest journey
	He was just being cheap trying to make a profit
	Didn' t even have shareholders to answer to
	But it' s worth remembering, as we sell off the forest
	genesplice the world' s food into an instrument of control
	maim and destroy as acts of theatre,
	what came next
	That when the survivors looked around
	and understood what had been done
	they butchered
	that baker
	Snow swirls in the parking lot light like flour
	like pesticide There' s a trade war brewing or at least that' s the face they paint on it
	But it' s only more transnational manipulation
	It' s all bad magic and gangrene politics
	Hormone disruptors and carcinogenetics
	Greed twists eternal in the human breast
	But the market has no brain
	It doesn' t love it' s not God
	All it knows is the price of lunch
	Here I sit
	Staring at my own shadow
	Feeling my blood move
	Trying not to have a drink
	Trying to find somewhere to put the rage I' m carrying
	Bad pressure coming down
	Tears what we really traffic in
	ride the ribbon of shadow
	Never feel the light falling all around
	Never feel the light falling all around
	You' ve never seen everything

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