I Hate the White Man - Roy Harper.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Harper
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Harper
[00:24.21]Far across the ocean
[00:29.88]In the land of look and see
[00:35.40]There once was a time
[00:41.91]For you and me
[00:47.19]Where the winds blow sweetly
[00:52.17]And the easy seas flow still
[00:57.93]And where the barefoot dream of life
[01:02.19]Can laugh and cry its fill
[01:09.30]Where slot machine confusions
[01:14.82]And the plastic universe
[01:20.43]Are objects of amusement
[01:25.56]In the fiction of their curse
[01:31.41]And where the crazy whiteman
[01:37.26]And his teargas happiness
[01:42.27]Lies dead and long since buried
[01:44.85]By his own fantastic mess
[01:55.59]For I hate the whiteman
[01:58.95]And his plastic excuse
[02:01.47]For I hate the whiteman
[02:09.96]And the man who turned him loose...
[02:22.56]And the reins of coloured thunder
[02:27.75]Of the stallion of the dawn
[02:33.90]Ride the coalfire morning
[02:38.07]On the beach where all is born
[02:43.59]Where the emperor of meaning
[02:49.02]Is burning up his forts
[02:54.36]And sits to warm his toes around
[02:58.56]A fire made up of useless thoughts
[03:04.86]And when the children tempt him
[03:10.05]With the riddles of their trance
[03:15.24]He flings the flames of solstice
[03:18.81]Casting laughs into their dance
[03:25.77]And while a crazy whiteman
[03:31.65]In the desert of his bones
[03:36.15]Lies as bleached as the paradise
[03:41.13]He likes to think he owns
[03:48.96]And I hate the whiteman
[03:51.72]In his evergreen excuse
[03:54.90]Oh I hate the whiteman
[04:03.09]And the man who turned him loose...
[04:15.54]And far across the reaches
[04:17.82]Of the drifting yellow sands
[04:25.26]The living carpet wilderness
[04:29.76]Forever joins its hands
[04:35.70]With heaven hell's attainment
[04:40.86]In a surging crest of fire
[04:45.96]Where more than all is thrown upon
[04:49.86]The ever lasting pyre
[04:56.34]And through the countless canticles
[04:59.40]Of Jason's charcoal fleece
[05:07.26]Are sung the songs of nothing
[05:11.25]In the timeless masterpiece
[05:17.01]And there stood in the middle
[05:18.93]Guess who?
[05:21.60]It's the everlasting burst
[05:26.58]Built by god's very own whiteman
[05:31.41]As he tries to rule the dust
[05:39.09]And I hate the whiteman
[05:41.79]In his doctrinaire abuse
[05:45.06]Oh I hate the whiteman
[05:52.86]And the man who turned you all loose...
[06:04.38]And the bowels of his city
[06:09.36]Have been locked into a safe
[06:14.37]Where the spew stains on the sidewalks
[06:19.23]Are defenders of his faith
[06:24.60]While back inside his kitchen
[06:29.55]The bowler hatted, long haired saint
[06:34.62]Cleans with soap and water
[06:38.04]But it's really just white paint
[06:44.49]While his golden headed scandal sheets
[06:48.81]Present their daily bite
[06:54.36]To give their righteous news-bleeders
[06:59.34]Drugs to keep them white
[07:01.44]While outside in the whitewash
[07:09.21]Where the guns are always, always right
[07:13.74]A shooting star has summoned
[07:16.74]Its dark angel from his night
[07:26.19]And I hate the whiteman
[07:28.98]And his evergreen excuse
[07:31.86]Oh I hate the whiteman
[07:39.84]And the man who turned you all loose
[07:47.25]And the man who turned him loose...

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作词 : Harper
作曲 : Harper
Far across the ocean
In the land of look and see
There once was a time
For you and me
Where the winds blow sweetly
And the easy seas flow still
And where the barefoot dream of life
Can laugh and cry its fill
Where slot machine confusions
And the plastic universe
Are objects of amusement
In the fiction of their curse
And where the crazy whiteman
And his teargas happiness
Lies dead and long since buried
By his own fantastic mess
For I hate the whiteman
And his plastic excuse
For I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose...
And the reins of coloured thunder
Of the stallion of the dawn
Ride the coalfire morning
On the beach where all is born
Where the emperor of meaning
Is burning up his forts
And sits to warm his toes around
A fire made up of useless thoughts
And when the children tempt him
With the riddles of their trance
He flings the flames of solstice
Casting laughs into their dance
And while a crazy whiteman
In the desert of his bones
Lies as bleached as the paradise
He likes to think he owns
And I hate the whiteman
In his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose...
And far across the reaches
Of the drifting yellow sands
The living carpet wilderness
Forever joins its hands
With heaven hell's attainment
In a surging crest of fire
Where more than all is thrown upon
The ever lasting pyre
And through the countless canticles
Of Jason's charcoal fleece
Are sung the songs of nothing
In the timeless masterpiece
And there stood in the middle
Guess who?
It's the everlasting burst
Built by god's very own whiteman
As he tries to rule the dust
And I hate the whiteman
In his doctrinaire abuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose...
And the bowels of his city
Have been locked into a safe
Where the spew stains on the sidewalks
Are defenders of his faith
While back inside his kitchen
The bowler hatted, long haired saint
Cleans with soap and water
But it's really just white paint
While his golden headed scandal sheets
Present their daily bite
To give their righteous news-bleeders
Drugs to keep them white
While outside in the whitewash
Where the guns are always, always right
A shooting star has summoned
Its dark angel from his night
And I hate the whiteman
And his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose
And the man who turned him loose...