The Duke of Beaufoot 歌词

	作曲 : Cockerham
	The Duke of Beaufort
	Is not at home today
	He's very tired
	He thought he'd go away
	You wait for him,
	Your eyes are on the door
	You know no other way
	The Duke of Beaufort
	Is very kind to cats
	Keeps them in his cellar
	To help him catch his rats
	He's very noble
	And his lineage is pure
	But you, you're a whore
	The Duke of Splendour
	Just wasn't much amused
	And nor were you
	You knew you'd been abused
	If you'd had help
	You might have buggered up his fuse
	But alone, you're too confused
	"He picked me up, I was on the street
	He made it clear he would use me
	My parents died, I was three years old
	I had to make a living"
	Close your eyes, close your eyes
	"In a lot of ways, I'm close to him
	Though he may seem to ignore it
	I'm sure he cares,
	At least, I think he does
	It's just he's very busy"
	Close your eyes, close your eyes
	Here's today says the ‘Telegraph'
	It's the world, it's the world!
	Gone away on a phonograph
	Riding high, riding high
	There's a way says the Cenotaph
	You will find, you will find
	Gone in search of an Epitaph
	Running wild, running wild
	You saw them coming forward
	Asking you to be kind
	You couldn't face their council
	They were men full of greed
	In your position nothing's sacred
	You have only the wine
	You stand alone
	But not alone in your loneliness
	And yet there must be more
	I can't believe that all has been in vain
	And if there is it's
	Be sure of friendship
	As the hours grow long
	Rest assured that this phase is passing
	Give yourself a chance

	zuo qu : Cockerham
	The Duke of Beaufort
	Is not at home today
	He' s very tired
	He thought he' d go away
	You wait for him,
	Your eyes are on the door
	You know no other way
	The Duke of Beaufort
	Is very kind to cats
	Keeps them in his cellar
	To help him catch his rats
	He' s very noble
	And his lineage is pure
	But you, you' re a whore
	The Duke of Splendour
	Just wasn' t much amused
	And nor were you
	You knew you' d been abused
	If you' d had help
	You might have buggered up his fuse
	But alone, you' re too confused
	" He picked me up, I was on the street
	He made it clear he would use me
	My parents died, I was three years old
	I had to make a living"
	Close your eyes, close your eyes
	" In a lot of ways, I' m close to him
	Though he may seem to ignore it
	I' m sure he cares,
	At least, I think he does
	It' s just he' s very busy"
	Close your eyes, close your eyes
	Here' s today says the ' Telegraph'
	It' s the world, it' s the world!
	Gone away on a phonograph
	Riding high, riding high
	There' s a way says the Cenotaph
	You will find, you will find
	Gone in search of an Epitaph
	Running wild, running wild
	You saw them coming forward
	Asking you to be kind
	You couldn' t face their council
	They were men full of greed
	In your position nothing' s sacred
	You have only the wine
	You stand alone
	But not alone in your loneliness
	And yet there must be more
	I can' t believe that all has been in vain
	And if there is it' s
	Be sure of friendship
	As the hours grow long
	Rest assured that this phase is passing
	Give yourself a chance

	zuò qǔ : Cockerham
	The Duke of Beaufort
	Is not at home today
	He' s very tired
	He thought he' d go away
	You wait for him,
	Your eyes are on the door
	You know no other way
	The Duke of Beaufort
	Is very kind to cats
	Keeps them in his cellar
	To help him catch his rats
	He' s very noble
	And his lineage is pure
	But you, you' re a whore
	The Duke of Splendour
	Just wasn' t much amused
	And nor were you
	You knew you' d been abused
	If you' d had help
	You might have buggered up his fuse
	But alone, you' re too confused
	" He picked me up, I was on the street
	He made it clear he would use me
	My parents died, I was three years old
	I had to make a living"
	Close your eyes, close your eyes
	" In a lot of ways, I' m close to him
	Though he may seem to ignore it
	I' m sure he cares,
	At least, I think he does
	It' s just he' s very busy"
	Close your eyes, close your eyes
	Here' s today says the ' Telegraph'
	It' s the world, it' s the world!
	Gone away on a phonograph
	Riding high, riding high
	There' s a way says the Cenotaph
	You will find, you will find
	Gone in search of an Epitaph
	Running wild, running wild
	You saw them coming forward
	Asking you to be kind
	You couldn' t face their council
	They were men full of greed
	In your position nothing' s sacred
	You have only the wine
	You stand alone
	But not alone in your loneliness
	And yet there must be more
	I can' t believe that all has been in vain
	And if there is it' s
	Be sure of friendship
	As the hours grow long
	Rest assured that this phase is passing
	Give yourself a chance

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