| 歌曲 | In The Land Of Grey And Pink - BBC Session - Sounds Of The Seventies 11/03/71 |
| 歌手 | Caravan |
| 专辑 | The Show Of Our Lives - Caravan At The BBC 1968-1975 |
| 作曲 : Richard Coughlan & Pye Hastings & Richard Sinclair & David Sinclair | |
| 作词 : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
| In the land of grey and pink where only boy-scouts stop to think | |
| They'll be coming back again, those nasty grumbly grimblies | |
| And they're climbing down your chimney, yes they're trying to get in | |
| Come to take your money – isn't it a sin, they're so thin | |
| They've black buckets in the sky, don't leave your dad in the rain | |
| Cigarettes burn bright tonight, they'll all get washed down the drain | |
| So we'll sail away for just one day to the land where the punk weed grows | |
| You won't need any money, just fingers and your toes | |
| And when it's dark our boat will park on a land of warm and green | |
| Pick our fill of punk weed and smoke it till we bleed, that's all we'll need | |
| While sailing back in morning light, we'll wash our teeth in the sea | |
| And when the day gets really bright, we'll go to sea drinking tea | |
| So we'll sail away for just one day to the land where the punk weed grows | |
| You won't need any money, just fingers and your toes | |
| And when it's dark our boat will park on a land of warm and green | |
| Pick our fill of punk weed and smoke it till we bleed, that's all we'll need | |
| They've black buckets in the sky, don't leave your dad in the rain | |
| Cigarettes burn bright tonight, they'll all get washed down the drain |
| zuò qǔ : Richard Coughlan Pye Hastings Richard Sinclair David Sinclair | |
| zuò cí : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
| In the land of grey and pink where only boyscouts stop to think | |
| They' ll be coming back again, those nasty grumbly grimblies | |
| And they' re climbing down your chimney, yes they' re trying to get in | |
| Come to take your money isn' t it a sin, they' re so thin | |
| They' ve black buckets in the sky, don' t leave your dad in the rain | |
| Cigarettes burn bright tonight, they' ll all get washed down the drain | |
| So we' ll sail away for just one day to the land where the punk weed grows | |
| You won' t need any money, just fingers and your toes | |
| And when it' s dark our boat will park on a land of warm and green | |
| Pick our fill of punk weed and smoke it till we bleed, that' s all we' ll need | |
| While sailing back in morning light, we' ll wash our teeth in the sea | |
| And when the day gets really bright, we' ll go to sea drinking tea | |
| So we' ll sail away for just one day to the land where the punk weed grows | |
| You won' t need any money, just fingers and your toes | |
| And when it' s dark our boat will park on a land of warm and green | |
| Pick our fill of punk weed and smoke it till we bleed, that' s all we' ll need | |
| They' ve black buckets in the sky, don' t leave your dad in the rain | |
| Cigarettes burn bright tonight, they' ll all get washed down the drain |