歌曲 | American Pie |
歌手 | Don McLean |
专辑 | Legendary Don McLean |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : McLean |
[00:01.820] | A long long time ago |
[00:04.940] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:13.360] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:16.860] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.480] | And maybe they'd be happy for a while. |
[00:26.720] | But February made me shiver |
[00:30.210] | With every paper I'd deliver |
[00:33.770] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:37.200] | I couldn't take one more step |
[00:41.940] | I can't remember if I cried |
[00:44.810] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:49.810] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:54.300] | The day the music died |
[01:04.220] | So Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.900] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:11.080] | But the levee was dry |
[01:13.770] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.950] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[01:23.500] | This'll be the day that I die |
[01:30.490] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:32.680] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:37.600] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:39.480] | Do you believe in rock 'n roll |
[01:44.340] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.710] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:54.080] | Well' I know that you're in love with him |
[01:57.760] | 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.250] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:04.190] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.180] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.490] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.920] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:18.350] | The day the music died |
[02:24.590] | I started singin' |
[02:25.780] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.650] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.640] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.270] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.510] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[02:39.630] | This'll be the day that I die |
[02:44.440] | Now for ten years we've been on our own |
[02:47.930] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.800] | But that's not how it used to be |
[02:54.860] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.970] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.720] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.390] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.390] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.630] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:21.190] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.000] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:27.870] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.170] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.790] | The day the music died |
[03:40.780] | We were singing |
[03:41.840] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.960] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:46.900] | But the levee was dry |
[03:48.460] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:51.890] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[03:56.010] | This'll be the day that I die |
[04:01.380] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.180] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:07.550] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:13.860] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:16.230] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:19.660] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:23.150] | Now the half-time air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.580] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:33.700] | We all got up to dance |
[04:36.820] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.690] | 'Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:43.930] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:47.550] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.050] | The day the music died |
[04:54.660] | We started singing |
[04:58.280] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.220] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.210] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.020] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.390] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[05:12.450] | This'll be the day that I die |
[05:17.320] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:20.440] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.310] | With no time left to start again |
[05:27.550] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:32.980] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.410] | 'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend |
[05:43.150] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:46.520] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:49.950] | No angel born in hell |
[05:53.630] | Could break that Satan's spell |
[05:56.380] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:00.310] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:03.740] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:07.170] | The day the music died |
[06:13.410] | He was singing |
[06:14.350] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[06:17.470] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:18.840] | But the levee was dry |
[06:21.340] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:24.580] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[06:28.640] | This'll be the day that I die |
[06:35.000] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:38.120] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:42.310] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:46.860] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:49.980] | Where I'd heard the music years before |
[06:53.970] | But the man there said the music wouldn't play |
[07:01.960] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:06.200] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:09.820] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:13.190] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:17.560] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:21.560] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:25.490] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:29.420] | The day the music died |
[07:36.090] | And they were singing |
[07:39.150] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[07:43.890] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:46.830] | But the levee was dry |
[07:49.390] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:54.810] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[07:59.810] | This'll be the day that I die |
[08:05.420] | They were singing bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[08:11.910] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:14.410] | But the levee was dry |
[08:15.840] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:18.780] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : McLean |
[00:01.820] | A long long time ago |
[00:04.940] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:13.360] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:16.860] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.480] | And maybe they' d be happy for a while. |
[00:26.720] | But February made me shiver |
[00:30.210] | With every paper I' d deliver |
[00:33.770] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:37.200] | I couldn' t take one more step |
[00:41.940] | I can' t remember if I cried |
[00:44.810] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:49.810] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:54.300] | The day the music died |
[01:04.220] | So Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.900] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:11.080] | But the levee was dry |
[01:13.770] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.950] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[01:23.500] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[01:30.490] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:32.680] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:37.600] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:39.480] | Do you believe in rock ' n roll |
[01:44.340] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.710] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:54.080] | Well' I know that you' re in love with him |
[01:57.760] | ' Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.250] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:04.190] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.180] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.490] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.920] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:18.350] | The day the music died |
[02:24.590] | I started singin' |
[02:25.780] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.650] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.640] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.270] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.510] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[02:39.630] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[02:44.440] | Now for ten years we' ve been on our own |
[02:47.930] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.800] | But that' s not how it used to be |
[02:54.860] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.970] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.720] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.390] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.390] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.630] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:21.190] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.000] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:27.870] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.170] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.790] | The day the music died |
[03:40.780] | We were singing |
[03:41.840] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.960] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:46.900] | But the levee was dry |
[03:48.460] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:51.890] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[03:56.010] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[04:01.380] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.180] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:07.550] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:13.860] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:16.230] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:19.660] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:23.150] | Now the halftime air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.580] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:33.700] | We all got up to dance |
[04:36.820] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.690] | ' Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:43.930] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:47.550] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.050] | The day the music died |
[04:54.660] | We started singing |
[04:58.280] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.220] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.210] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.020] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.390] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[05:12.450] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[05:17.320] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:20.440] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.310] | With no time left to start again |
[05:27.550] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:32.980] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.410] | ' Cause fire is the Devil' s only friend |
[05:43.150] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:46.520] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:49.950] | No angel born in hell |
[05:53.630] | Could break that Satan' s spell |
[05:56.380] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:00.310] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:03.740] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:07.170] | The day the music died |
[06:13.410] | He was singing |
[06:14.350] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[06:17.470] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:18.840] | But the levee was dry |
[06:21.340] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:24.580] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[06:28.640] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[06:35.000] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:38.120] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:42.310] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:46.860] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:49.980] | Where I' d heard the music years before |
[06:53.970] | But the man there said the music wouldn' t play |
[07:01.960] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:06.200] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:09.820] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:13.190] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:17.560] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:21.560] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:25.490] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:29.420] | The day the music died |
[07:36.090] | And they were singing |
[07:39.150] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[07:43.890] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:46.830] | But the levee was dry |
[07:49.390] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:54.810] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[07:59.810] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[08:05.420] | They were singing byebye' Miss American Pie |
[08:11.910] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:14.410] | But the levee was dry |
[08:15.840] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:18.780] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : McLean |
[00:01.820] | A long long time ago |
[00:04.940] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:13.360] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:16.860] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.480] | And maybe they' d be happy for a while. |
[00:26.720] | But February made me shiver |
[00:30.210] | With every paper I' d deliver |
[00:33.770] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:37.200] | I couldn' t take one more step |
[00:41.940] | I can' t remember if I cried |
[00:44.810] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:49.810] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:54.300] | The day the music died |
[01:04.220] | So Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.900] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:11.080] | But the levee was dry |
[01:13.770] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.950] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[01:23.500] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[01:30.490] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:32.680] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:37.600] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:39.480] | Do you believe in rock ' n roll |
[01:44.340] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.710] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:54.080] | Well' I know that you' re in love with him |
[01:57.760] | ' Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.250] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:04.190] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.180] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.490] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.920] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:18.350] | The day the music died |
[02:24.590] | I started singin' |
[02:25.780] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.650] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.640] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.270] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.510] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[02:39.630] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[02:44.440] | Now for ten years we' ve been on our own |
[02:47.930] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.800] | But that' s not how it used to be |
[02:54.860] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.970] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.720] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.390] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.390] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.630] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:21.190] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.000] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:27.870] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.170] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.790] | The day the music died |
[03:40.780] | We were singing |
[03:41.840] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.960] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:46.900] | But the levee was dry |
[03:48.460] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:51.890] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[03:56.010] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[04:01.380] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.180] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:07.550] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:13.860] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:16.230] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:19.660] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:23.150] | Now the halftime air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.580] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:33.700] | We all got up to dance |
[04:36.820] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.690] | ' Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:43.930] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:47.550] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.050] | The day the music died |
[04:54.660] | We started singing |
[04:58.280] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.220] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.210] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.020] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.390] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[05:12.450] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[05:17.320] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:20.440] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.310] | With no time left to start again |
[05:27.550] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:32.980] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.410] | ' Cause fire is the Devil' s only friend |
[05:43.150] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:46.520] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:49.950] | No angel born in hell |
[05:53.630] | Could break that Satan' s spell |
[05:56.380] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:00.310] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:03.740] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:07.170] | The day the music died |
[06:13.410] | He was singing |
[06:14.350] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[06:17.470] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:18.840] | But the levee was dry |
[06:21.340] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:24.580] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[06:28.640] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[06:35.000] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:38.120] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:42.310] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:46.860] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:49.980] | Where I' d heard the music years before |
[06:53.970] | But the man there said the music wouldn' t play |
[07:01.960] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:06.200] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:09.820] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:13.190] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:17.560] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:21.560] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:25.490] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:29.420] | The day the music died |
[07:36.090] | And they were singing |
[07:39.150] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[07:43.890] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:46.830] | But the levee was dry |
[07:49.390] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:54.810] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[07:59.810] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[08:05.420] | They were singing byebye' Miss American Pie |
[08:11.910] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:14.410] | But the levee was dry |
[08:15.840] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:18.780] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[00:01.82] | 我依旧铭记那段旧时光 |
[00:04.94] | 音乐总是让我莞尔微笑 |
[00:13.36] | 而我明白 如果我有机会 |
[00:16.86] | 能让那些人翩翩起舞 |
[00:19.48] | 他们也许会开心一阵子 |
[00:26.72] | 但二月都令我不寒而栗 |
[00:30.21] | 伴随着送出的每份报纸 |
[00:33.77] | 噩耗就躺在门阶上 |
[00:37.20] | 我的腿像灌铅了一样 |
[00:41.94] | 我忘记我是否流下了眼泪 |
[00:44.81] | 当我得知他遗孀的消息 |
[00:49.81] | 但有些事却深深触动了我 |
[00:54.30] | 那日,音乐已死 |
[01:04.22] | 那么,再见吧,美国派小姐 |
[01:07.90] | 开着我的雪弗兰到了码头 |
[01:11.08] | 可惜码头早已干涸 |
[01:13.77] | 那些老男孩们喝着黑麦威士忌 |
[01:17.95] | 唱着:“有朝一日我终将死去” |
[01:23.50] | 有朝一日我终将死去 |
[01:30.49] | “爱之书”是你写的吗? |
[01:32.68] | 如果圣经告诉你这些 |
[01:37.60] | 你会信仰上帝吗? |
[01:39.48] | 你还相信摇滚吗? |
[01:44.34] | 音乐能否拯救你那终将逝去的灵魂? |
[01:47.71] | 你能教我如何慢舞吗? |
[01:54.08] | 好吧,我知道你已经爱上了他 |
[01:57.76] | 因为我看到你们在健身房里翩翩起舞 |
[02:01.25] | 舞到你们双双踢掉了鞋子 |
[02:04.19] | 兄弟,我终于弄清了R&B |
[02:08.18] | 我曾是个孤单的少年 |
[02:11.49] | 拿着粉色康乃馨,驾着皮卡车 |
[02:14.92] | 但我知道我不够幸运 |
[02:18.35] | 那日,音乐已死 |
[02:24.59] | 我开始吟唱 |
[02:25.78] | 再见吧,美国派小姐 |
[02:28.65] | 开着我的雪弗兰到了码头 |
[02:30.64] | 可惜码头早已干涸 |
[02:32.27] | 那些老男孩们喝着黑麦威士忌 |
[02:35.51] | 唱着:“有朝一日我终将死去” |
[02:39.63] | 有朝一日我终将死去 |
[02:44.44] | 十年后的如今却属于我们 |
[02:47.93] | 滚石上长满了苔藓 |
[02:51.80] | 但却早已不是当初的模样 |
[02:54.86] | 当那个宫廷小丑向国王与王后献唱时 |
[02:59.97] | 他穿着詹姆士迪恩的外套 |
[03:03.72] | 声音却来自你与我 |
[03:10.39] | 当国王颔首之时 |
[03:14.39] | 宫廷小丑窃走了那多刺的王冠 |
[03:17.63] | 审判被延期 |
[03:21.19] | 判决迟迟未下 |
[03:24.00] | 当列侬研读马克思时 |
[03:27.87] | 四重奏在公园里上演了 |
[03:31.17] | 我们却在黑暗中唱起了挽歌 |
[03:34.79] | 那日,音乐已死 |
[03:40.78] | 我们开始吟唱 |
[03:41.84] | 再见吧,美国派小姐 |
[03:44.96] | 开着我的雪弗兰到了码头 |
[03:46.90] | 但码头早已干涸 |
[03:48.46] | 那些老男孩们喝着黑麦威士忌 |
[03:51.89] | 唱着“有朝一日我终将死去” |
[03:56.01] | 有朝一日我终将死去 |
[04:01.38] | 炎热的夏日暴动不断 |
[04:04.18] | 鸟儿从破巢中飞走 |
[04:07.55] | 八英里高却急速坠下 |
[04:13.86] | 最终落在污秽的草上 |
[04:16.23] | 球员们尝试着前进传球 |
[04:19.66] | 场边坐着受伤的宫廷小丑 |
[04:23.15] | 中场休息时的空气却是甜美的香 |
[04:30.58] | 当中士吹响行军的号角 |
[04:33.70] | 我们都起来舞蹈 |
[04:36.82] | 但我们却再无机会了 |
[04:40.69] | 因为球员马上就要上场 |
[04:43.93] | 军乐队拒绝投降 |
[04:47.55] | 这时你是否想起了什么? |
[04:51.05] | 那日,音乐已死 |
[04:54.66] | 我们开始吟唱 |
[04:58.28] | 再见吧,美国派小姐 |
[05:01.22] | 开着我的雪弗兰到了码头 |
[05:03.21] | 可惜码头早已干涸 |
[05:05.02] | 那些老男孩们喝着黑麦威士忌 |
[05:08.39] | 唱着“有朝一日我终将死去” |
[05:12.45] | 有朝一日我终将死去 |
[05:17.32] | 我们曾经聚在一起 |
[05:20.44] | 迷失的一代 |
[05:24.31] | 但没有时间重来了 |
[05:27.55] | 所以,加油啊!杰克,快一点,再快一点 |
[05:32.98] | 聪明机灵的杰克坐在蜡烛上 |
[05:36.41] | 因为火焰才是恶魔最好的朋友 |
[05:43.15] | 当我看着舞台上的他时 |
[05:46.52] | 我的双臂却被愤怒的手紧紧抓住 |
[05:49.95] | 地狱里生出的天使 |
[05:53.63] | 怎能破解魔鬼的咒语 |
[05:56.38] | 火焰升入夜空 |
[06:00.31] | 照亮了整个祭礼 |
[06:03.74] | 我看见撒旦得意的笑了 |
[06:07.17] | 那日,音乐已死 |
[06:13.41] | 他吟唱着 |
[06:14.35] | 再见吧,美国派小姐 |
[06:17.47] | 开着我的雪弗兰到了码头 |
[06:18.84] | 可惜码头早已干涸 |
[06:21.34] | 那些老男孩们喝着黑麦威士忌 |
[06:24.58] | 唱着“有朝一日我终将死去” |
[06:28.64] | 有朝一日我终将死去 |
[06:35.00] | 我遇到一个唱着蓝调的女孩 |
[06:38.12] | 我问她是否有好消息 |
[06:42.31] | 而她却只是微笑着转身离开 |
[06:46.86] | 我又走到那间唱片店 |
[06:49.98] | 多年前我曾在这听到我要的音乐 |
[06:53.97] | 但那里的人告诉我再也不会播放了 |
[07:01.96] | 在街道上:孩子们尖叫着 |
[07:06.20] | 恋人们哭泣着,诗人们做着梦 |
[07:09.82] | 却都一言不发 |
[07:13.19] | 教堂的钟声响起 |
[07:17.56] | 有三个男人我最敬佩 |
[07:21.56] | 神父、圣子与圣灵 |
[07:25.49] | 他们赶上了去往死亡海岸最后一班列车 |
[07:29.42] | 那日,音乐已死 |
[07:36.09] | 他们吟唱着 |
[07:39.15] | 再见吧,美国派小姐 |
[07:43.89] | 开着我的雪弗兰到了码头 |
[07:46.83] | 可惜码头早已干涸 |
[07:49.39] | 那些老男孩们喝着黑麦威士忌 |
[07:54.81] | 唱着“有朝一日我终将死去” |
[07:59.81] | 有朝一日我终将死去 |
[08:05.42] | 他吟唱着 再见吧,美国派小姐 |
[08:11.91] | 开着我的雪弗兰到了码头 |
[08:14.41] | 可惜码头早已干涸 |
[08:15.84] | 那些老男孩们喝着黑麦威士忌 |
[08:18.78] | 唱着“有朝一日我终将死去” |