We're All as We Lie 歌词

歌曲	We're All as We Lie
歌手	Anthony Phillips
专辑	Wise After the Event
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	作词 : Phillips
	August saw a contest fit for Kings
	From far and wide they came to trade their swings
	Little grubs with stone-age clubs
	And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
	They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
	Harold took an eight-iron at the first
	Hoped the hedge whilst Tostig chipped and cursed
	Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out,
	He'd met his match
	When lettuce leaves had made the crowd disperse.
	So, we're all as we lie
	We're all as we're lying.
	No, don't tell me it's time,
	It's all in the timing.
	Getting wiser, so much wiser, introspected ostraciser,
	Drinking up with no holes barred to play.
	Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,
	When suddenly the air began to cool
	Otto heard it, running back,
	And tried to stop the thudding crack
	As Luther strode up, crying "Winter Rules".
	"Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,
	"You're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced".
	Luther drew his driver but the Pope pulled out a fiver
	And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
	So, we're all as we lie
	We're all as we're lying.
	No, don't tell me it's time,
	It's all in the timing.
	Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sisters sympathiser
	Drinking up with no holes left to play.
	The hour of confrontation now was nigh
	As Plato and Justinian were tied,
	Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
	Their supremacy now could not be denied.
	The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
	As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
	But there they stood, incredulous,
	The distance reading "Nebulous"
	And "Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".
	So, we're all as we lie
	We're all as we're lying.
	No, don't tell me it's time,
	It's all in the timing.
	So, we're all as we lie
	We're all as we're lying.
	No, don't tell me it's time,
	Or else I'll be crying.

	zuo ci : Phillips
	August saw a contest fit for Kings
	From far and wide they came to trade their swings
	Little grubs with stoneage clubs
	And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
	They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
	Harold took an eightiron at the first
	Hoped the hedge whilst Tostig chipped and cursed
	Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out,
	He' d met his match
	When lettuce leaves had made the crowd disperse.
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	It' s all in the timing.
	Getting wiser, so much wiser, introspected ostraciser,
	Drinking up with no holes barred to play.
	Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,
	When suddenly the air began to cool
	Otto heard it, running back,
	And tried to stop the thudding crack
	As Luther strode up, crying " Winter Rules".
	" Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,
	" You' re out of bounds I' m really quite convinced".
	Luther drew his driver but the Pope pulled out a fiver
	And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	It' s all in the timing.
	Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sisters sympathiser
	Drinking up with no holes left to play.
	The hour of confrontation now was nigh
	As Plato and Justinian were tied,
	Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
	Their supremacy now could not be denied.
	The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
	As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
	But there they stood, incredulous,
	The distance reading " Nebulous"
	And " Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	It' s all in the timing.
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	Or else I' ll be crying.

	zuò cí : Phillips
	August saw a contest fit for Kings
	From far and wide they came to trade their swings
	Little grubs with stoneage clubs
	And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
	They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
	Harold took an eightiron at the first
	Hoped the hedge whilst Tostig chipped and cursed
	Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out,
	He' d met his match
	When lettuce leaves had made the crowd disperse.
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	It' s all in the timing.
	Getting wiser, so much wiser, introspected ostraciser,
	Drinking up with no holes barred to play.
	Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,
	When suddenly the air began to cool
	Otto heard it, running back,
	And tried to stop the thudding crack
	As Luther strode up, crying " Winter Rules".
	" Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,
	" You' re out of bounds I' m really quite convinced".
	Luther drew his driver but the Pope pulled out a fiver
	And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	It' s all in the timing.
	Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sisters sympathiser
	Drinking up with no holes left to play.
	The hour of confrontation now was nigh
	As Plato and Justinian were tied,
	Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
	Their supremacy now could not be denied.
	The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
	As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
	But there they stood, incredulous,
	The distance reading " Nebulous"
	And " Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	It' s all in the timing.
	So, we' re all as we lie
	We' re all as we' re lying.
	No, don' t tell me it' s time,
	Or else I' ll be crying.

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