歌曲 | Growltiger's Last Stand Including The Ballad Of Billy McCaw - UK 1981 / Musical "Cats" |
歌手 | Andrew Lloyd Webber |
专辑 | Cats (Original Broadway Cast Recording) |
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[00:25.84] | Growltiger was a Bravo Cat who travelled on a barge |
[00:29.1] | In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large |
[00:32.82] | From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims |
[00:36.22] | Rejoicing in his title of The Terror of the Thames |
[00:43.48] | His manners and appearance did not calculate to please |
[00:26.92] | His coat was torn and seedy, he was baggy at the knees |
[00:30.73] | One ear was somewhat missing, no need to tell you why |
[00:34.41] | And he scowled upon a hostile world from one forbidding eye |
[00:38.59] | The cottagers of Rotherhithe knew something of his fame |
[01:03.93] | At Hammersmith and Putney people shuddered at his name |
[01:09.14] | They would fortify the henhouse, lock up the silly goose |
[01:14.68] | When the rumour ran along the shore: Growltiger's on the loose! |
[01:26.21] | Woe to the weak canary that fluttered from its cage |
[01:29.82] | Woe to the pampered Pekinese that faced Growltiger's rage |
[01:33.74] | Woe to the bristly bandicoot that lurked on foreign ships |
[01:37.41] | And woe to any cat with whom Growltiger came to grips! |
[01:41.80] | But most to cats of foreign race his hatred had been vowed |
[01:46.62] | To cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed |
[01:51.31] | The Persian and the Siamese regarded him with fear |
[01:56.13] | Because it was a Siamese had mauled his missing ear |
[02:09.98] | Now on a peaceful summer night all nature seemed at play |
[02:15.22] | The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molsey lay |
[02:21.2] | All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking on the tide |
[02:26.32] | And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side |
[02:36.64] | Growltiger's bucko mate Grumbskin long since had disappered |
[02:41.98] | For to the Bell at Hampton he had gone to wet his beard |
[02:47.93] | And his bosun Tumblebrutus, he too had stolen away |
[02:53.23] | In the yard behind the Lion he was prowling for his prey |
[03:00.25] | In the forepeak of the vessel Growltiger sat alone |
[03:05.43] | Concentrating his attention on the lady Griddlebone |
[03:10.86] | And his raffish crew were sleeping in their barrels and their bunks |
[03:15.96] | As the Siamese came creeping in their sampans and their junks |
[03:21.88] | Growltiger had no eye or ear for aught but Griddlebone |
[03:27.27] | And the lady seemed enraptured by his manly baritone |
[03:33.32] | Disposed to relaxation and awaiting no surprise |
[03:38.87] | But the moonlight shone reflected from a thousand bright blue eyes |
[03:45.14] | And closer still and closer the sampans circled round |
[03:49.50] | And yet from all the enemy there was not heard a sound |
[03:53.95] | The foe was armed with toasting forks and cruel carving knives |
[03:58.86] | And the lovers sang their last duet in danger of their lives |
[04:09.2] | Oh, how well I remember the Old Bull and Bush |
[04:13.16] | Where we used to go down on a Sattadau night |
[04:17.47] | Where, when anythink happened, it come with a rush |
[04:22.22] | For the boss, Mr. Clark, he was very polite |
[04:26.92] | A very nice house, from basement to garret |
[04:31.27] | A very nice house. Ah, but it was the parrot |
[04:36.28] | The parrot, the parrot named Billy M'Caw |
[04:41.65] | That brought all those folk to the bar |
[04:44.35] | Ah, he was the life of the bar! |
[04:49.16] | Of a Saturday night, we was all feeling bright |
[04:53.24] | And Lily La Rose - the barmaid that was |
[04:58.54] | She'd say, "Billy, Billy M'Caw! |
[05:03.77] | Come give us, come give us a dance on the bar!" |
[05:08.20] | And Billy would dance on the bar |
[05:17.36] | And then we'd feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[05:22.23] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[05:28.82] | Lily, she was a girl what had brains in her head |
[05:33.58] | She wouldn't have nothing, no, not that much said |
[05:38.8] | If it come to an argument or a dispute |
[05:42.38] | She'd settle it offhand with the toe of her boot |
[05:46.89] | Or as likely as not put a fist through your eye |
[05:51.20] | But when we was happy, and just a bit dry |
[05:56.22] | Or when we was thirsty, and just a bit sad |
[06:01.5] | She would rap on the bar with that corkscrew she had |
[06:06.69] | And say "Billy, Billy M'Caw! |
[06:11.92] | Come give us a tune on your pastoral flute!" |
[06:16.45] | And Billy'd strike up on his pastoral flute |
[06:25.48] | And then we'd feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[06:30.24] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[06:36.65] | "Billy, Billy M'Caw!“ |
[06:40.68] | Come give us a tune on your moley guitar!" |
[06:45.53] | And Billy'd strike up on his moley guitar |
[06:54.70] | And then we'd feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[06:59.59] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[07:07.15] | Billy, Billy M'Caw! |
[07:10.88] | Come give us a tune on your moley guitar! |
[07:17.12] | He was the life of the bar. |
[07:26.34] | Then Gilbert gave the signal to his fierce Mongolian horde |
[07:29.71] | With a frightful burst of fireworks, the Chinks they swarmed aboard |
[07:36.77] | Then Griddlebone she gave a screech, for she was badly skeered |
[07:43.1] | I am sorry to admit it |
[07:47.18] | But she quickly disappeared |
[07:51.16] | She probably escaped with ease |
[07:54.50] | I'm sure she was not drowned |
[07:57.39] | But a serried ring of flashing steel Growltiger did surround |
[08:04.47] | The ruthless foe pressed forward in stubborn rank on rank |
[08:11.22] | Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank |
[08:18.56] | He who a hundred victims had driven to that drop |
[08:25.8] | At the end of all his crimes was forced to go kerflip kerflop |
[08:32.85] | Oh there was joy in Wapping when the news flew through the land |
[08:38.75] | At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the Strand |
[08:45.4] | Rats were roasted whole at Brentford and Victoria Dock |
[08:50.51] | And a day of celebrations was commanded in Bangkok |
[09:15.48] | "These modern productions are all very well |
[09:22.78] | But there's nothing to equal, from what I hear tell |
[09:31.17] | That moment of mystery when I made history . . ." |
[00:25.84] | Growltiger was a Bravo Cat who travelled on a barge |
[00:29.1] | In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large |
[00:32.82] | From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims |
[00:36.22] | Rejoicing in his title of The Terror of the Thames |
[00:43.48] | His manners and appearance did not calculate to please |
[00:26.92] | His coat was torn and seedy, he was baggy at the knees |
[00:30.73] | One ear was somewhat missing, no need to tell you why |
[00:34.41] | And he scowled upon a hostile world from one forbidding eye |
[00:38.59] | The cottagers of Rotherhithe knew something of his fame |
[01:03.93] | At Hammersmith and Putney people shuddered at his name |
[01:09.14] | They would fortify the henhouse, lock up the silly goose |
[01:14.68] | When the rumour ran along the shore: Growltiger' s on the loose! |
[01:26.21] | Woe to the weak canary that fluttered from its cage |
[01:29.82] | Woe to the pampered Pekinese that faced Growltiger' s rage |
[01:33.74] | Woe to the bristly bandicoot that lurked on foreign ships |
[01:37.41] | And woe to any cat with whom Growltiger came to grips! |
[01:41.80] | But most to cats of foreign race his hatred had been vowed |
[01:46.62] | To cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed |
[01:51.31] | The Persian and the Siamese regarded him with fear |
[01:56.13] | Because it was a Siamese had mauled his missing ear |
[02:09.98] | Now on a peaceful summer night all nature seemed at play |
[02:15.22] | The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molsey lay |
[02:21.2] | All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking on the tide |
[02:26.32] | And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side |
[02:36.64] | Growltiger' s bucko mate Grumbskin long since had disappered |
[02:41.98] | For to the Bell at Hampton he had gone to wet his beard |
[02:47.93] | And his bosun Tumblebrutus, he too had stolen away |
[02:53.23] | In the yard behind the Lion he was prowling for his prey |
[03:00.25] | In the forepeak of the vessel Growltiger sat alone |
[03:05.43] | Concentrating his attention on the lady Griddlebone |
[03:10.86] | And his raffish crew were sleeping in their barrels and their bunks |
[03:15.96] | As the Siamese came creeping in their sampans and their junks |
[03:21.88] | Growltiger had no eye or ear for aught but Griddlebone |
[03:27.27] | And the lady seemed enraptured by his manly baritone |
[03:33.32] | Disposed to relaxation and awaiting no surprise |
[03:38.87] | But the moonlight shone reflected from a thousand bright blue eyes |
[03:45.14] | And closer still and closer the sampans circled round |
[03:49.50] | And yet from all the enemy there was not heard a sound |
[03:53.95] | The foe was armed with toasting forks and cruel carving knives |
[03:58.86] | And the lovers sang their last duet in danger of their lives |
[04:09.2] | Oh, how well I remember the Old Bull and Bush |
[04:13.16] | Where we used to go down on a Sattadau night |
[04:17.47] | Where, when anythink happened, it come with a rush |
[04:22.22] | For the boss, Mr. Clark, he was very polite |
[04:26.92] | A very nice house, from basement to garret |
[04:31.27] | A very nice house. Ah, but it was the parrot |
[04:36.28] | The parrot, the parrot named Billy M' Caw |
[04:41.65] | That brought all those folk to the bar |
[04:44.35] | Ah, he was the life of the bar! |
[04:49.16] | Of a Saturday night, we was all feeling bright |
[04:53.24] | And Lily La Rose the barmaid that was |
[04:58.54] | She' d say, " Billy, Billy M' Caw! |
[05:03.77] | Come give us, come give us a dance on the bar!" |
[05:08.20] | And Billy would dance on the bar |
[05:17.36] | And then we' d feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[05:22.23] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[05:28.82] | Lily, she was a girl what had brains in her head |
[05:33.58] | She wouldn' t have nothing, no, not that much said |
[05:38.8] | If it come to an argument or a dispute |
[05:42.38] | She' d settle it offhand with the toe of her boot |
[05:46.89] | Or as likely as not put a fist through your eye |
[05:51.20] | But when we was happy, and just a bit dry |
[05:56.22] | Or when we was thirsty, and just a bit sad |
[06:01.5] | She would rap on the bar with that corkscrew she had |
[06:06.69] | And say " Billy, Billy M' Caw! |
[06:11.92] | Come give us a tune on your pastoral flute!" |
[06:16.45] | And Billy' d strike up on his pastoral flute |
[06:25.48] | And then we' d feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[06:30.24] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[06:36.65] | " Billy, Billy M' Caw!" |
[06:40.68] | Come give us a tune on your moley guitar!" |
[06:45.53] | And Billy' d strike up on his moley guitar |
[06:54.70] | And then we' d feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[06:59.59] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[07:07.15] | Billy, Billy M' Caw! |
[07:10.88] | Come give us a tune on your moley guitar! |
[07:17.12] | He was the life of the bar. |
[07:26.34] | Then Gilbert gave the signal to his fierce Mongolian horde |
[07:29.71] | With a frightful burst of fireworks, the Chinks they swarmed aboard |
[07:36.77] | Then Griddlebone she gave a screech, for she was badly skeered |
[07:43.1] | I am sorry to admit it |
[07:47.18] | But she quickly disappeared |
[07:51.16] | She probably escaped with ease |
[07:54.50] | I' m sure she was not drowned |
[07:57.39] | But a serried ring of flashing steel Growltiger did surround |
[08:04.47] | The ruthless foe pressed forward in stubborn rank on rank |
[08:11.22] | Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank |
[08:18.56] | He who a hundred victims had driven to that drop |
[08:25.8] | At the end of all his crimes was forced to go kerflip kerflop |
[08:32.85] | Oh there was joy in Wapping when the news flew through the land |
[08:38.75] | At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the Strand |
[08:45.4] | Rats were roasted whole at Brentford and Victoria Dock |
[08:50.51] | And a day of celebrations was commanded in Bangkok |
[09:15.48] | " These modern productions are all very well |
[09:22.78] | But there' s nothing to equal, from what I hear tell |
[09:31.17] | That moment of mystery when I made history . . ." |
[00:25.84] | Growltiger was a Bravo Cat who travelled on a barge |
[00:29.1] | In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large |
[00:32.82] | From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims |
[00:36.22] | Rejoicing in his title of The Terror of the Thames |
[00:43.48] | His manners and appearance did not calculate to please |
[00:26.92] | His coat was torn and seedy, he was baggy at the knees |
[00:30.73] | One ear was somewhat missing, no need to tell you why |
[00:34.41] | And he scowled upon a hostile world from one forbidding eye |
[00:38.59] | The cottagers of Rotherhithe knew something of his fame |
[01:03.93] | At Hammersmith and Putney people shuddered at his name |
[01:09.14] | They would fortify the henhouse, lock up the silly goose |
[01:14.68] | When the rumour ran along the shore: Growltiger' s on the loose! |
[01:26.21] | Woe to the weak canary that fluttered from its cage |
[01:29.82] | Woe to the pampered Pekinese that faced Growltiger' s rage |
[01:33.74] | Woe to the bristly bandicoot that lurked on foreign ships |
[01:37.41] | And woe to any cat with whom Growltiger came to grips! |
[01:41.80] | But most to cats of foreign race his hatred had been vowed |
[01:46.62] | To cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed |
[01:51.31] | The Persian and the Siamese regarded him with fear |
[01:56.13] | Because it was a Siamese had mauled his missing ear |
[02:09.98] | Now on a peaceful summer night all nature seemed at play |
[02:15.22] | The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molsey lay |
[02:21.2] | All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking on the tide |
[02:26.32] | And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side |
[02:36.64] | Growltiger' s bucko mate Grumbskin long since had disappered |
[02:41.98] | For to the Bell at Hampton he had gone to wet his beard |
[02:47.93] | And his bosun Tumblebrutus, he too had stolen away |
[02:53.23] | In the yard behind the Lion he was prowling for his prey |
[03:00.25] | In the forepeak of the vessel Growltiger sat alone |
[03:05.43] | Concentrating his attention on the lady Griddlebone |
[03:10.86] | And his raffish crew were sleeping in their barrels and their bunks |
[03:15.96] | As the Siamese came creeping in their sampans and their junks |
[03:21.88] | Growltiger had no eye or ear for aught but Griddlebone |
[03:27.27] | And the lady seemed enraptured by his manly baritone |
[03:33.32] | Disposed to relaxation and awaiting no surprise |
[03:38.87] | But the moonlight shone reflected from a thousand bright blue eyes |
[03:45.14] | And closer still and closer the sampans circled round |
[03:49.50] | And yet from all the enemy there was not heard a sound |
[03:53.95] | The foe was armed with toasting forks and cruel carving knives |
[03:58.86] | And the lovers sang their last duet in danger of their lives |
[04:09.2] | Oh, how well I remember the Old Bull and Bush |
[04:13.16] | Where we used to go down on a Sattadau night |
[04:17.47] | Where, when anythink happened, it come with a rush |
[04:22.22] | For the boss, Mr. Clark, he was very polite |
[04:26.92] | A very nice house, from basement to garret |
[04:31.27] | A very nice house. Ah, but it was the parrot |
[04:36.28] | The parrot, the parrot named Billy M' Caw |
[04:41.65] | That brought all those folk to the bar |
[04:44.35] | Ah, he was the life of the bar! |
[04:49.16] | Of a Saturday night, we was all feeling bright |
[04:53.24] | And Lily La Rose the barmaid that was |
[04:58.54] | She' d say, " Billy, Billy M' Caw! |
[05:03.77] | Come give us, come give us a dance on the bar!" |
[05:08.20] | And Billy would dance on the bar |
[05:17.36] | And then we' d feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[05:22.23] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[05:28.82] | Lily, she was a girl what had brains in her head |
[05:33.58] | She wouldn' t have nothing, no, not that much said |
[05:38.8] | If it come to an argument or a dispute |
[05:42.38] | She' d settle it offhand with the toe of her boot |
[05:46.89] | Or as likely as not put a fist through your eye |
[05:51.20] | But when we was happy, and just a bit dry |
[05:56.22] | Or when we was thirsty, and just a bit sad |
[06:01.5] | She would rap on the bar with that corkscrew she had |
[06:06.69] | And say " Billy, Billy M' Caw! |
[06:11.92] | Come give us a tune on your pastoral flute!" |
[06:16.45] | And Billy' d strike up on his pastoral flute |
[06:25.48] | And then we' d feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[06:30.24] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[06:36.65] | " Billy, Billy M' Caw!" |
[06:40.68] | Come give us a tune on your moley guitar!" |
[06:45.53] | And Billy' d strike up on his moley guitar |
[06:54.70] | And then we' d feel balmy, in each eye a tear |
[06:59.59] | And emotion would make us all order more beer |
[07:07.15] | Billy, Billy M' Caw! |
[07:10.88] | Come give us a tune on your moley guitar! |
[07:17.12] | He was the life of the bar. |
[07:26.34] | Then Gilbert gave the signal to his fierce Mongolian horde |
[07:29.71] | With a frightful burst of fireworks, the Chinks they swarmed aboard |
[07:36.77] | Then Griddlebone she gave a screech, for she was badly skeered |
[07:43.1] | I am sorry to admit it |
[07:47.18] | But she quickly disappeared |
[07:51.16] | She probably escaped with ease |
[07:54.50] | I' m sure she was not drowned |
[07:57.39] | But a serried ring of flashing steel Growltiger did surround |
[08:04.47] | The ruthless foe pressed forward in stubborn rank on rank |
[08:11.22] | Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank |
[08:18.56] | He who a hundred victims had driven to that drop |
[08:25.8] | At the end of all his crimes was forced to go kerflip kerflop |
[08:32.85] | Oh there was joy in Wapping when the news flew through the land |
[08:38.75] | At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the Strand |
[08:45.4] | Rats were roasted whole at Brentford and Victoria Dock |
[08:50.51] | And a day of celebrations was commanded in Bangkok |
[09:15.48] | " These modern productions are all very well |
[09:22.78] | But there' s nothing to equal, from what I hear tell |
[09:31.17] | That moment of mystery when I made history . . ." |
[00:25.84] | 格罗泰格是只勇敢的猫他曾经坐船航行 |
[00:29.1] | 事实上他是最最强悍的流浪猫 |
[00:32.82] | 他从格拉夫桑德旅行到牛津,只为开展邪恶的计划 |
[00:36.22] | 他愉快地享有“泰晤士河上的恐怖者”之名 |
[00:43.48] | 他的礼节和外表绝不讨人欢喜 |
[00:26.92] | 他的皮毛褴褛破旧,走路松松垮垮 |
[00:30.73] | 他失去了一只耳朵,没必要告诉你是怎么回事 |
[00:34.41] | 他愁容满面,用一只可怕的眼睛打量这阴险的世界 |
[00:38.59] | 罗瑟希斯的农民们知道他的名气 |
[01:03.93] | 汉默史密斯与普特尼的人听到他的名字就要颤栗 |
[01:09.14] | 他们会加筑鸡舍,锁起愚蠢的鹅 |
[01:14.68] | 当谣言在海岸传开:格罗泰格被放出来了 |
[01:26.21] | 可怜的金丝雀徒劳地在笼中鼓翼 |
[01:29.82] | 养尊处优的哈巴狗面对格罗泰格的怒气 |
[01:33.74] | 藏在异国船队里跳上岸的刚毛仓鼠 |
[01:37.41] | 还有撞在格罗泰格面前的猫,他们全都难逃毒手 |
[01:41.80] | 但他最痛恨的还是来自外国的猫 |
[01:46.62] | 和有外国名字的猫,就算只有四分之一外国血统也不行 |
[01:51.31] | 波斯猫和暹罗猫都害怕他 |
[01:56.13] | 因为正是一只暹罗猫让他失去了一只耳朵 |
[02:09.98] | 在一个平静的夏夜一切生灵都在嬉戏 |
[02:15.22] | 月色温柔明媚,莫塞港的船只静静停泊 |
[02:21.2] | 在那温柔的月光下波涛滚滚 |
[02:26.32] | 格罗泰格也开始有些多愁善感 |
[02:36.64] | 格罗泰格的小伙计“皱皮”消失不见已经好久 |
[02:41.98] | 自从汉普顿的钟声响起他就离开去打理自己的胡须 |
[02:47.93] | 他的水手长坦穆伯布拉图斯也悄悄溜走 |
[02:53.23] | 到里昂去做他的不法生意 |
[03:00.25] | 船头的甲板上格罗泰格独自静坐 |
[03:05.43] | 一心只想着格里多本妮夫人 |
[03:10.86] | 他那臭名昭著的伙伴们正在桶里和床铺呼呼大睡 |
[03:15.96] | 无数暹罗猫划着舢板溜上这条大船 |
[03:21.88] | 格罗泰格什么也没听见看见,但是格里多本妮 |
[03:27.27] | 这位夫人似乎被他的浑厚的男中音所迷醉 |
[03:33.32] | 她全身放松,毫无惊讶地等待着他 |
[03:38.87] | 但月光反射出周围上千只蓝眼睛中的寒光 |
[03:45.14] | 舢板的包围圈越来越小 |
[03:49.50] | 敌人们还是没有发出任何声音 |
[03:53.95] | 仇敌们用烤叉与刻刀全副武装 |
[03:58.86] | 恋人们却不知道身边的危险,唱起最后的歌曲: |
[04:09.2] | 啊,我还记得老布尔与布什 |
[04:13.16] | 我们总是在周六的晚上一同游荡 |
[04:17.47] | 一切发生得太急太快 |
[04:22.22] | 因为老板克拉克先生还很彬彬有礼 |
[04:26.92] | 挺漂亮的房子,从地下室到顶楼 |
[04:31.27] | 挺漂亮的房子,啊,不过这是鹦鹉学舌 |
[04:36.28] | 鹦鹉,鹦鹉的名字就叫做比利麦克考 |
[04:41.65] | 是他把所有民谣带进酒吧 |
[04:44.35] | 啊,他就是酒吧的生命! |
[04:49.16] | 在周六夜晚,我们的心情都不错 |
[04:53.24] | 还有莉莉拉罗斯,她是酒吧的招待员 |
[04:58.54] | 她说:“比利,比利麦克考 |
[05:03.77] | 过来给我们,给我们在吧台上把舞跳” |
[05:08.20] | 比利就会站在吧台上跳舞 |
[05:17.36] | 然后我们都平静下来,眼睛里充满泪水 |
[05:22.23] | 这种感情会让我们想喝点酒 |
[05:28.82] | 莉莉,她可真是个聪明的姑娘 |
[05:33.58] | 她可不是没有,不是没有什么话要讲 |
[05:38.8] | 如果酒吧里有什么争吵纠纷 |
[05:42.38] | 她用脚尖就能随时摆平 |
[05:46.89] | 没有人会一拳打在你的脸上 |
[05:51.20] | 但我们都很高兴的时候,气氛有点单调 |
[05:56.22] | 当我们口渴的时候,气氛又有点忧伤 |
[06:01.5] | 她就会在吧台边喋喋不休,手里挥舞开瓶器 |
[06:06.69] | 她说:“比利,比利麦克考 |
[06:11.92] | 来用你的牧笛给我们吹个曲” |
[06:16.45] | 比利就会吹起他的牧笛 |
[06:25.48] | 然后我们都平静下来,眼睛里充满泪水 |
[06:30.24] | 这种感情会让我们想喝点酒 |
[06:36.65] | 比利,比利麦克考 |
[06:40.68] | 弹起你的吉他给我们唱个歌” |
[06:45.53] | 比利就会弹起他的吉他 |
[06:54.70] | 然后我们都平静下来,眼睛里充满泪水 |
[06:59.59] | 这种感情会让我们想喝点酒 |
[07:07.15] | 比利,比利麦克考 |
[07:10.88] | 弹起你的吉他给我们唱个歌 |
[07:17.12] | 他是酒吧的生命 |
[07:26.34] | 吉尔伯特把他的信号传给凶猛的蒙古游牧民族 |
[07:29.71] | 用可怕的火花,中国人都挤在甲板上 |
[07:36.77] | 格里多本妮发出一声尖叫,她差点滑倒 |
[07:43.1] | 我很遗憾地承认 |
[07:47.18] | 她很快就不见了 |
[07:51.16] | 她可能轻松地溜之大吉 |
[07:54.50] | 我确定她没有被淹死在海中 |
[07:57.39] | 但是格罗泰格却被闪闪的刀光剑影围住 |
[08:04.47] | 无情的敌人结成坚固的包围圈越逼越近 |
[08:11.22] | 格罗泰格大吃一惊,被迫走木板跳海 |
[08:18.56] | 他自己曾经强迫上百个受害者这样落海 |
[08:25.8] | 到头来他的罪恶都报应在自己身上 |
[08:32.85] | 消息在陆地上传开大家无不拍手称快 |
[08:38.75] | 从梅登海德到亨里大家在海岸上起舞翩翩 |
[08:45.4] | 从布伦特福德到维多利亚港大家大吃烤全鼠庆功 |
[08:50.51] | 甚至在曼谷,所有的人也在整天庆祝 |
[09:15.48] | 现代的剧本也都不错 |
[09:22.78] | 但它们都无法和我所说的那些相提并论 |
[09:31.17] | 在那神秘的时刻我曾创造历史…… |