| 作词 : Boult, Cassidy, Dick | |
| What would you do if it all broke up | |
| What would you do if the doors were shut | |
| And the pearls are being eaten by the swine | |
| What would you do when the worms don't turn | |
| There's nothing left nowhere to run | |
| And it's looking slightly bleaker every day | |
| Do you follow your heart, do you follow the drum | |
| Do you follow the flag, do you shoulder the gun | |
| Do you slow march off the edge with head held high | |
| Do you do down gently without a fight | |
| Do you take it on the chin and beg for more | |
| When the sword is raised and the trumpet calls | |
| You bow down, bow down, bow down to the emperor's song | |
| Did you believe in the post-war dream | |
| Do you hate dealing with machines | |
| And one's picking up your prayer off the phone | |
| You followed advice, you followed the work | |
| You followed the rules, you gave it your lot | |
| But a younger man's just taken on your job | |
| We've all got long term contracts with the man upstairs | |
| But who's picking up the options on our souls | |
| When it's one life firm and the deal is up | |
| You bow down, bow down to the emperor's song | |
| What do you do when its all too much | |
| When you're out of luck and out of touch | |
| And you can't relate to anything they say | |
| What you do when it gets too tough | |
| When you want to say that enough's enough | |
| You want to walk away and just throw in the towel | |
| Do you go with the grain, do you go with the tide | |
| Do you go with the crowd, do you go for the ride | |
| Do you hang on in until the bitter end | |
| There's a bandwagon leaving but it's not for me | |
| I've swallowed all the hooks and want no more | |
| But when the lights are dimmed and the curtain calls | |
| You bow down, bow down, to the emperor's song | |
| (dick/cassidy/boult) |
| zuo ci : Boult, Cassidy, Dick | |
| What would you do if it all broke up | |
| What would you do if the doors were shut | |
| And the pearls are being eaten by the swine | |
| What would you do when the worms don' t turn | |
| There' s nothing left nowhere to run | |
| And it' s looking slightly bleaker every day | |
| Do you follow your heart, do you follow the drum | |
| Do you follow the flag, do you shoulder the gun | |
| Do you slow march off the edge with head held high | |
| Do you do down gently without a fight | |
| Do you take it on the chin and beg for more | |
| When the sword is raised and the trumpet calls | |
| You bow down, bow down, bow down to the emperor' s song | |
| Did you believe in the postwar dream | |
| Do you hate dealing with machines | |
| And one' s picking up your prayer off the phone | |
| You followed advice, you followed the work | |
| You followed the rules, you gave it your lot | |
| But a younger man' s just taken on your job | |
| We' ve all got long term contracts with the man upstairs | |
| But who' s picking up the options on our souls | |
| When it' s one life firm and the deal is up | |
| You bow down, bow down to the emperor' s song | |
| What do you do when its all too much | |
| When you' re out of luck and out of touch | |
| And you can' t relate to anything they say | |
| What you do when it gets too tough | |
| When you want to say that enough' s enough | |
| You want to walk away and just throw in the towel | |
| Do you go with the grain, do you go with the tide | |
| Do you go with the crowd, do you go for the ride | |
| Do you hang on in until the bitter end | |
| There' s a bandwagon leaving but it' s not for me | |
| I' ve swallowed all the hooks and want no more | |
| But when the lights are dimmed and the curtain calls | |
| You bow down, bow down, to the emperor' s song | |
| dick cassidy boult |
| zuò cí : Boult, Cassidy, Dick | |
| What would you do if it all broke up | |
| What would you do if the doors were shut | |
| And the pearls are being eaten by the swine | |
| What would you do when the worms don' t turn | |
| There' s nothing left nowhere to run | |
| And it' s looking slightly bleaker every day | |
| Do you follow your heart, do you follow the drum | |
| Do you follow the flag, do you shoulder the gun | |
| Do you slow march off the edge with head held high | |
| Do you do down gently without a fight | |
| Do you take it on the chin and beg for more | |
| When the sword is raised and the trumpet calls | |
| You bow down, bow down, bow down to the emperor' s song | |
| Did you believe in the postwar dream | |
| Do you hate dealing with machines | |
| And one' s picking up your prayer off the phone | |
| You followed advice, you followed the work | |
| You followed the rules, you gave it your lot | |
| But a younger man' s just taken on your job | |
| We' ve all got long term contracts with the man upstairs | |
| But who' s picking up the options on our souls | |
| When it' s one life firm and the deal is up | |
| You bow down, bow down to the emperor' s song | |
| What do you do when its all too much | |
| When you' re out of luck and out of touch | |
| And you can' t relate to anything they say | |
| What you do when it gets too tough | |
| When you want to say that enough' s enough | |
| You want to walk away and just throw in the towel | |
| Do you go with the grain, do you go with the tide | |
| Do you go with the crowd, do you go for the ride | |
| Do you hang on in until the bitter end | |
| There' s a bandwagon leaving but it' s not for me | |
| I' ve swallowed all the hooks and want no more | |
| But when the lights are dimmed and the curtain calls | |
| You bow down, bow down, to the emperor' s song | |
| dick cassidy boult |
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