歌曲 | Hey Jack Kerouac |
歌手 | 10,000 Maniacs |
专辑 | MTV Unplugged [live] |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Buck, Merchant |
[00:09.33] | Hey Jack Kerouac, |
[00:12.98] | I think of you mother and all the tears she cried |
[00:19.89] | She would cry for none other |
[00:24.73] | than her little boy lost in a little world that hated |
[00:31.70] | and that dared to drag him down |
[00:35.70] | Her little boy courageous |
[00:39.94] | who chose his words from mouths |
[00:43.24] | of babes got lost in the wood. |
[00:47.83] | Hip-flash slinging madmen, |
[00:51.23] | steaming cafe flirts, |
[00:54.97] | they all spoke through you. |
[00:59.18] | Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, |
[01:04.56] | when you were the brightest star |
[01:09.16] | who were the shadows? |
[01:13.00] | Of the San Francisco beat boys |
[01:16.25] | you were the favourite. |
[01:20.50] | Now they sit and rattle their bones |
[01:23.96] | and think of their blood stoned days |
[01:27.83] | You chose your words from mouths of |
[01:31.98] | babes got lost in the world. |
[01:35.77] | The hip-flask slinging madmen |
[01:39.52] | steaming cafe flirts, |
[01:43.21] | in Chinatown, howling at night |
[02:02.82] | Allen baby, why so jaded? |
[02:10.57] | Have the boys all grown up |
[02:13.78] | and their beauty faded? |
[02:18.43] | Billy, what a saint they made you |
[02:24.72] | You‘re just like Mary down in Mexico On All Souls' Day. |
[02:33.27] | You chose your words from mouths of |
[02:37.22] | babes lost in the world |
[02:40.67] | The cool junk booting madmen, |
[02:44.86] | street minded girls in Harlem, howling at night. |
[03:06.90] | What a tear stained shock of the world |
[03:13.31] | you've gone away without saying goodbye. |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Buck, Merchant |
[00:09.33] | Hey Jack Kerouac, |
[00:12.98] | I think of you mother and all the tears she cried |
[00:19.89] | She would cry for none other |
[00:24.73] | than her little boy lost in a little world that hated |
[00:31.70] | and that dared to drag him down |
[00:35.70] | Her little boy courageous |
[00:39.94] | who chose his words from mouths |
[00:43.24] | of babes got lost in the wood. |
[00:47.83] | Hipflash slinging madmen, |
[00:51.23] | steaming cafe flirts, |
[00:54.97] | they all spoke through you. |
[00:59.18] | Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, |
[01:04.56] | when you were the brightest star |
[01:09.16] | who were the shadows? |
[01:13.00] | Of the San Francisco beat boys |
[01:16.25] | you were the favourite. |
[01:20.50] | Now they sit and rattle their bones |
[01:23.96] | and think of their blood stoned days |
[01:27.83] | You chose your words from mouths of |
[01:31.98] | babes got lost in the world. |
[01:35.77] | The hipflask slinging madmen |
[01:39.52] | steaming cafe flirts, |
[01:43.21] | in Chinatown, howling at night |
[02:02.82] | Allen baby, why so jaded? |
[02:10.57] | Have the boys all grown up |
[02:13.78] | and their beauty faded? |
[02:18.43] | Billy, what a saint they made you |
[02:24.72] | You' re just like Mary down in Mexico On All Souls' Day. |
[02:33.27] | You chose your words from mouths of |
[02:37.22] | babes lost in the world |
[02:40.67] | The cool junk booting madmen, |
[02:44.86] | street minded girls in Harlem, howling at night. |
[03:06.90] | What a tear stained shock of the world |
[03:13.31] | you' ve gone away without saying goodbye. |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Buck, Merchant |
[00:09.33] | Hey Jack Kerouac, |
[00:12.98] | I think of you mother and all the tears she cried |
[00:19.89] | She would cry for none other |
[00:24.73] | than her little boy lost in a little world that hated |
[00:31.70] | and that dared to drag him down |
[00:35.70] | Her little boy courageous |
[00:39.94] | who chose his words from mouths |
[00:43.24] | of babes got lost in the wood. |
[00:47.83] | Hipflash slinging madmen, |
[00:51.23] | steaming cafe flirts, |
[00:54.97] | they all spoke through you. |
[00:59.18] | Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, |
[01:04.56] | when you were the brightest star |
[01:09.16] | who were the shadows? |
[01:13.00] | Of the San Francisco beat boys |
[01:16.25] | you were the favourite. |
[01:20.50] | Now they sit and rattle their bones |
[01:23.96] | and think of their blood stoned days |
[01:27.83] | You chose your words from mouths of |
[01:31.98] | babes got lost in the world. |
[01:35.77] | The hipflask slinging madmen |
[01:39.52] | steaming cafe flirts, |
[01:43.21] | in Chinatown, howling at night |
[02:02.82] | Allen baby, why so jaded? |
[02:10.57] | Have the boys all grown up |
[02:13.78] | and their beauty faded? |
[02:18.43] | Billy, what a saint they made you |
[02:24.72] | You' re just like Mary down in Mexico On All Souls' Day. |
[02:33.27] | You chose your words from mouths of |
[02:37.22] | babes lost in the world |
[02:40.67] | The cool junk booting madmen, |
[02:44.86] | street minded girls in Harlem, howling at night. |
[03:06.90] | What a tear stained shock of the world |
[03:13.31] | you' ve gone away without saying goodbye. |
[00:09.33] | 嗨!杰克·凯鲁亚克, |
[00:12.98] | 我想起来你妈妈的眼泪,她哭泣 |
[00:19.89] | 她哭泣别无他由 |
[00:24.73] | 是因为她的宝贝儿子迷失在我们这个小小的充满仇恨的 |
[00:31.70] | 敢把他拉下水的世界。 |
[00:35.70] | 她的儿子是如此无畏, |
[00:39.94] | 他从迷失在森林里的 |
[00:43.24] | 孩子们口中挑选语言。 |
[00:47.83] | 屁股上甩着旅行水杯的疯男人, |
[00:51.23] | 烟雾腾腾的咖啡馆里的调情者, |
[00:54.97] | 他们全通过你说话。 |
[00:59.18] | 嗨!杰克,现在看那最诡异的地方, |
[01:04.56] | 如果你是那最亮的星 |
[01:09.16] | 那么谁是阴影? |
[01:13.00] | 在旧金山垮掉的孩子中间, |
[01:16.25] | 你是最受欢迎的。 |
[01:20.50] | 现在,他们围坐着,骨骼格格作响, |
[01:23.96] | 想起血液里打了麻药的日子。 |
[01:27.83] | 你从迷失在森林里的 |
[01:31.98] | 孩子口中挑选语言。 |
[01:35.77] | 屁股上甩着旅行水杯的疯男人, |
[01:39.52] | 烟雾腾腾的咖啡馆里的调情者, |
[01:43.21] | 在夜晚嚎叫的唐人街的夜晚。 |
[02:02.82] | 亲爱的艾伦,为什么如此疲倦? |
[02:10.57] | 是不是孩子们都长大了, |
[02:13.78] | 他们的美丽已经褪色? |
[02:18.43] | 比利,他们怎么造就了你这样一个圣人 |
[02:24.72] | 就像玛利亚在墨西哥的万灵节出现。 |
[02:33.27] | 你从迷失在森林里的 |
[02:37.22] | 孩子们口中挑选语言。 |
[02:40.67] | 穿着冰冷的破筒靴的男人 |
[02:44.86] | 在夜晚嚎叫的哈莱姆的街头女郎 |
[03:06.90] | 被泪水打湿的世界是多么震惊, |
[03:13.31] | 当你未说一句再见,便悄然离去。 |