| 歌曲 | Hangin' Around The Observatory |
| 歌手 | John Hiatt |
| 专辑 | Hangin' Around The Observatory |
| 作词 : Hiatt | |
| Hangin' around the observatory. | |
| We were waitin' to see the moon. | |
| Well we thought that we was all gypsies, | |
| Come to escape these lousy ruins. | |
| Well that telescope; that mighty eye. | |
| It's bigger, jack, that you or i. | |
| Oh, it sees the stars, it sees the moon. | |
| You might as well stay in the room. | |
| Professor, professor, i forgot how it looks. | |
| Could i just take another peak? | |
| Is there really a man who lives up there? | |
| Is it all green cheese so to speak? | |
| Well now listen boy. these are the facts. | |
| The moon is white. the sky is black. | |
| And you are a speck on this crummy earth, | |
| And a dollar and a half is all you're worth. | |
| Why did i come here? | |
| Let all the tender scientist, | |
| Get lost in poetry. | |
| And let all these moist romantic guys, | |
| Turn back to history. | |
| Hangin' around the observatory. | |
| Waitin' to see the moon. | |
| Well we thought that we was gypsies | |
| Come to escape these lousy ruins. |
| zuò cí : Hiatt | |
| Hangin' around the observatory. | |
| We were waitin' to see the moon. | |
| Well we thought that we was all gypsies, | |
| Come to escape these lousy ruins. | |
| Well that telescope that mighty eye. | |
| It' s bigger, jack, that you or i. | |
| Oh, it sees the stars, it sees the moon. | |
| You might as well stay in the room. | |
| Professor, professor, i forgot how it looks. | |
| Could i just take another peak? | |
| Is there really a man who lives up there? | |
| Is it all green cheese so to speak? | |
| Well now listen boy. these are the facts. | |
| The moon is white. the sky is black. | |
| And you are a speck on this crummy earth, | |
| And a dollar and a half is all you' re worth. | |
| Why did i come here? | |
| Let all the tender scientist, | |
| Get lost in poetry. | |
| And let all these moist romantic guys, | |
| Turn back to history. | |
| Hangin' around the observatory. | |
| Waitin' to see the moon. | |
| Well we thought that we was gypsies | |
| Come to escape these lousy ruins. |