| 歌曲 | Something about England |
| 歌手 | The Clash |
| 专辑 | 5 Studio Album Set |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Clash |
| [00:00.15] | They say immigrants steal the hubcaps |
| [00:03.78] | Of the respected gentlemen |
| [00:07.53] | They say it would be wine an' roses |
| [00:11.94] | If England were for Englishmen again |
| [00:18.36] | I saw a dirty overcoat at the foot of the pillar of the road |
| [00:25.41] | Propped inside was an old man whose time would not erode |
| [00:31.59] | When the night was snapped by sirens those blue lights circled past |
| [00:39.24] | The dance hall called for an' ambulance the bars all closed up fast |
| [00:46.29] | My silence gazing at the ceiling while roaming the single room |
| [00:53.37] | I thought the old man could help me if he could explain the gloom |
| [01:00.45] | You really think it all new, you really think about it too |
| [01:07.50] | The old man scoffed as he spoke to me I'll tell you a thing or two |
| [01:14.73] | I missed the fourteen- eighteen war but not the sorrow afterwards |
| [01:21.33] | With my father dead and my mother ran off |
| [01:25.11] | My brothers took the pay of hoods |
| [01:28.62] | The twenties turned the north was dead |
| [01:32.13] | The hunger strike came marching south |
| [01:35.52] | At the garden party not a word was said |
| [01:39.18] | The ladies lifted cake to their mouths |
| [01:42.81] | The next war began and my ship sailed with battle orders written red |
| [01:49.89] | In five long years of bullets and shells left ten million dead |
| [01:56.85] | The few returned to old Piccadilly we limped around Leicester Square |
| [02:03.93] | The world was busy rebuilding itself the architects could not care |
| [02:11.10] | How could we know when I was young all the changes that were to come |
| [02:17.73] | All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield |
| [02:21.09] | And now the terror of the scientific sun |
| [02:24.48] | There was masters an' servants an' servants an' dogs |
| [02:28.50] | They taught you how to touch your cap |
| [02:31.77] | Through strikes an' famine an' war an' peace, England never closed this gap |
| [02:38.94] | So leave me now the moon is up but remember all the tales I tell |
| [02:46.05] | The memories that you have dredged up are on letters forwarded from hell |
| [03:20.88] | The streets were by now deserted |
| [03:24.84] | The gangs had trudged off home |
| [03:28.50] | The lights clicked out in the bed sits |
| [03:32.01] | Old England was all alone |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Clash |
| [00:00.15] | They say immigrants steal the hubcaps |
| [00:03.78] | Of the respected gentlemen |
| [00:07.53] | They say it would be wine an' roses |
| [00:11.94] | If England were for Englishmen again |
| [00:18.36] | I saw a dirty overcoat at the foot of the pillar of the road |
| [00:25.41] | Propped inside was an old man whose time would not erode |
| [00:31.59] | When the night was snapped by sirens those blue lights circled past |
| [00:39.24] | The dance hall called for an' ambulance the bars all closed up fast |
| [00:46.29] | My silence gazing at the ceiling while roaming the single room |
| [00:53.37] | I thought the old man could help me if he could explain the gloom |
| [01:00.45] | You really think it all new, you really think about it too |
| [01:07.50] | The old man scoffed as he spoke to me I' ll tell you a thing or two |
| [01:14.73] | I missed the fourteen eighteen war but not the sorrow afterwards |
| [01:21.33] | With my father dead and my mother ran off |
| [01:25.11] | My brothers took the pay of hoods |
| [01:28.62] | The twenties turned the north was dead |
| [01:32.13] | The hunger strike came marching south |
| [01:35.52] | At the garden party not a word was said |
| [01:39.18] | The ladies lifted cake to their mouths |
| [01:42.81] | The next war began and my ship sailed with battle orders written red |
| [01:49.89] | In five long years of bullets and shells left ten million dead |
| [01:56.85] | The few returned to old Piccadilly we limped around Leicester Square |
| [02:03.93] | The world was busy rebuilding itself the architects could not care |
| [02:11.10] | How could we know when I was young all the changes that were to come |
| [02:17.73] | All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield |
| [02:21.09] | And now the terror of the scientific sun |
| [02:24.48] | There was masters an' servants an' servants an' dogs |
| [02:28.50] | They taught you how to touch your cap |
| [02:31.77] | Through strikes an' famine an' war an' peace, England never closed this gap |
| [02:38.94] | So leave me now the moon is up but remember all the tales I tell |
| [02:46.05] | The memories that you have dredged up are on letters forwarded from hell |
| [03:20.88] | The streets were by now deserted |
| [03:24.84] | The gangs had trudged off home |
| [03:28.50] | The lights clicked out in the bed sits |
| [03:32.01] | Old England was all alone |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Clash |
| [00:00.15] | They say immigrants steal the hubcaps |
| [00:03.78] | Of the respected gentlemen |
| [00:07.53] | They say it would be wine an' roses |
| [00:11.94] | If England were for Englishmen again |
| [00:18.36] | I saw a dirty overcoat at the foot of the pillar of the road |
| [00:25.41] | Propped inside was an old man whose time would not erode |
| [00:31.59] | When the night was snapped by sirens those blue lights circled past |
| [00:39.24] | The dance hall called for an' ambulance the bars all closed up fast |
| [00:46.29] | My silence gazing at the ceiling while roaming the single room |
| [00:53.37] | I thought the old man could help me if he could explain the gloom |
| [01:00.45] | You really think it all new, you really think about it too |
| [01:07.50] | The old man scoffed as he spoke to me I' ll tell you a thing or two |
| [01:14.73] | I missed the fourteen eighteen war but not the sorrow afterwards |
| [01:21.33] | With my father dead and my mother ran off |
| [01:25.11] | My brothers took the pay of hoods |
| [01:28.62] | The twenties turned the north was dead |
| [01:32.13] | The hunger strike came marching south |
| [01:35.52] | At the garden party not a word was said |
| [01:39.18] | The ladies lifted cake to their mouths |
| [01:42.81] | The next war began and my ship sailed with battle orders written red |
| [01:49.89] | In five long years of bullets and shells left ten million dead |
| [01:56.85] | The few returned to old Piccadilly we limped around Leicester Square |
| [02:03.93] | The world was busy rebuilding itself the architects could not care |
| [02:11.10] | How could we know when I was young all the changes that were to come |
| [02:17.73] | All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield |
| [02:21.09] | And now the terror of the scientific sun |
| [02:24.48] | There was masters an' servants an' servants an' dogs |
| [02:28.50] | They taught you how to touch your cap |
| [02:31.77] | Through strikes an' famine an' war an' peace, England never closed this gap |
| [02:38.94] | So leave me now the moon is up but remember all the tales I tell |
| [02:46.05] | The memories that you have dredged up are on letters forwarded from hell |
| [03:20.88] | The streets were by now deserted |
| [03:24.84] | The gangs had trudged off home |
| [03:28.50] | The lights clicked out in the bed sits |
| [03:32.01] | Old England was all alone |
| [00:00.15] | 他们说移民偷走了 |
| [00:03.78] | 体面绅士的车轮盖 |
| [00:07.53] | 他们说若英格兰重归英伦人 |
| [00:11.94] | 生活将如美酒玫瑰般精彩 |
| [00:18.36] | 我看见脏旧大衣蜷缩在路标柱底 |
| [00:25.41] | 裹着位时光无法侵蚀的老人 |
| [00:31.59] | 当警笛撕裂夜幕 蓝光掠影而过 |
| [00:39.24] | 舞厅呼救救护车 酒吧纷纷闭锁 |
| [00:46.29] | 我静默凝视天花板 在单间里徘徊 |
| [00:53.37] | 想这老者或能解惑 若他肯说明这阴霾 |
| [01:00.45] | "你真当这是新事?想得倒明白" |
| [01:07.50] | 老人嗤笑着对我说 让我教你几桩旧灾 |
| [01:14.73] | 我错过一四至一八大战 却未逃过战后悲凉 |
| [01:21.33] | 父亲战死母亲出走 |
| [01:25.11] | 兄弟当了黑帮打手 |
| [01:28.62] | 二十年代北方衰亡 |
| [01:32.13] | 饥饿行军南下闯荡 |
| [01:35.52] | 花园派对噤若寒蝉 |
| [01:39.18] | 淑女们只顾吞咽蛋糕 |
| [01:42.81] | 下场战争启航时 我的战舰载着血红军令 |
| [01:49.89] | 五年枪林弹雨 千万亡魂飘零 |
| [01:56.85] | 幸存者蹒跚归乡 徘徊在莱斯特广场 |
| [02:03.93] | 世界忙着重建 建筑师们冷眼相向 |
| [02:11.10] | 年少时怎会料到 未来剧变如潮 |
| [02:17.73] | 战壕里钱包中的照片 |
| [02:21.09] | 如今恐惧科学制造的太阳耀斑 |
| [02:24.48] | 主子与奴仆 奴仆与走狗 |
| [02:28.50] | 他们教你脱帽行礼 |
| [02:31.77] | 历经罢工饥荒战乱和平 英格兰鸿沟从未弥平 |
| [02:38.94] | 月色已起且让我独处 但记住这些往事 |
| [02:46.05] | 你翻出的这些记忆 都是地狱寄来的转交信 |
| [03:20.88] | 此刻街道空无一人 |
| [03:24.84] | 帮派已蹒跚归家 |
| [03:28.50] | 廉价公寓灯火渐熄 |
| [03:32.01] | 老英格兰独自留下 |