歌曲 | Emperor's Song |
歌手 | Fish |
专辑 | Suits |
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) |
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 |