歌曲 | A Little Different |
歌手 | Lobo |
专辑 | Introducing Lobo/Of A Simple Man |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Kent Lavoie Music:Kent Lavoie | |
Once upon my boyhood time | |
The circus came to town | |
I remember church going people | |
Talking the carnies down | |
Misfits of society | |
That's what they said to me | |
So I sneaked up close | |
And watched them work | |
And found that actually | |
They laughed alot | |
They sang out loud | |
The way they walked | |
Made them look kinda proud | |
A little different from you | |
A little different from me | |
Alot like the man who walked | |
Through Galilee | |
Mr. and Mrs. Goldstein | |
Moved in next door to us | |
The neighbors were indignant | |
They put up quit a fuss | |
The neighborhood had gone to pot | |
And they had worked so hard | |
So I sneaked out back | |
Peeked through the fence | |
And watched them do the yard | |
They laughed a lot | |
They sang out loud | |
They looked just like the rest | |
Of the crowd | |
A little different from you | |
A little different from me | |
A lot like the man who walked | |
Through Galilee | |
Everyone is different | |
But everyone's the same | |
Riding around in circles | |
On life's mysterious train | |
What if other people | |
Thought that way of you | |
Too weak for the circus | |
Too dumb to be a Jew | |
A plain old Joe | |
In wash 'n' wear suit | |
Wasting his life away | |
Or do they look in envy | |
And do or don't they say |
Lyrics: Kent Lavoie Music: Kent Lavoie | |
Once upon my boyhood time | |
The circus came to town | |
I remember church going people | |
Talking the carnies down | |
Misfits of society | |
That' s what they said to me | |
So I sneaked up close | |
And watched them work | |
And found that actually | |
They laughed alot | |
They sang out loud | |
The way they walked | |
Made them look kinda proud | |
A little different from you | |
A little different from me | |
Alot like the man who walked | |
Through Galilee | |
Mr. and Mrs. Goldstein | |
Moved in next door to us | |
The neighbors were indignant | |
They put up quit a fuss | |
The neighborhood had gone to pot | |
And they had worked so hard | |
So I sneaked out back | |
Peeked through the fence | |
And watched them do the yard | |
They laughed a lot | |
They sang out loud | |
They looked just like the rest | |
Of the crowd | |
A little different from you | |
A little different from me | |
A lot like the man who walked | |
Through Galilee | |
Everyone is different | |
But everyone' s the same | |
Riding around in circles | |
On life' s mysterious train | |
What if other people | |
Thought that way of you | |
Too weak for the circus | |
Too dumb to be a Jew | |
A plain old Joe | |
In wash ' n' wear suit | |
Wasting his life away | |
Or do they look in envy | |
And do or don' t they say |
Lyrics: Kent Lavoie Music: Kent Lavoie | |
Once upon my boyhood time | |
The circus came to town | |
I remember church going people | |
Talking the carnies down | |
Misfits of society | |
That' s what they said to me | |
So I sneaked up close | |
And watched them work | |
And found that actually | |
They laughed alot | |
They sang out loud | |
The way they walked | |
Made them look kinda proud | |
A little different from you | |
A little different from me | |
Alot like the man who walked | |
Through Galilee | |
Mr. and Mrs. Goldstein | |
Moved in next door to us | |
The neighbors were indignant | |
They put up quit a fuss | |
The neighborhood had gone to pot | |
And they had worked so hard | |
So I sneaked out back | |
Peeked through the fence | |
And watched them do the yard | |
They laughed a lot | |
They sang out loud | |
They looked just like the rest | |
Of the crowd | |
A little different from you | |
A little different from me | |
A lot like the man who walked | |
Through Galilee | |
Everyone is different | |
But everyone' s the same | |
Riding around in circles | |
On life' s mysterious train | |
What if other people | |
Thought that way of you | |
Too weak for the circus | |
Too dumb to be a Jew | |
A plain old Joe | |
In wash ' n' wear suit | |
Wasting his life away | |
Or do they look in envy | |
And do or don' t they say |