John L - black midi.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Geordie Greep
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Cameron Picton/Geordie Greep/Matt Kelvin/Morgan Simpson
[00:32.091]Three encores of Oh Sonny Boy backed only by accordion
[00:35.507]Three rows of pale brunettes protect him from the crowd
[00:39.122]The curtain a patchwork of imitation vermillion
[00:42.790]A red bulb hangs low above the throne that has been found
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[01:00.528]This is the scene on Main Street when John L comes to town
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[01:15.123]Crowds of every age, creed and gender are abound
[01:18.080]Signor kitsch sings skits detailing each attendees sins
[01:22.008]First time anteaters lose themselves in the wings
[01:25.370]With vigour they scratch red spots, overwhelmed by their king
[01:28.898]
[01:42.588]In all the world there’s no escape from this infernal din
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[01:49.495]“Children of Bethlehem, come all boys and girls,
[01:53.404]Come Listen to these, my eternal words
[01:56.713]Judge not who you see by whatever they may say
[01:59.946]But by their round eyes, lips, ears and curves
[02:03.545]A man is his country, your country is you
[02:06.605]All bad is forewarned, all good will come true”
[02:10.120]
[02:10.270]These words are heard on Main Street when John L comes to town
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[02:31.224]This garbling non-song whips throng into frenzy
[02:34.409]The last echoes of his crooning now cease to be heard
[02:37.517]No-longer-pale brunettes are broken in two
[02:40.523]And thrown to the snouts of the anteater crew
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[02:43.755]John L is in tatters
[02:45.341]His soapbox usurped
[02:47.045]His torn robes adorn the
[02:48.229]Tree stumps of the earth
[02:49.762]No hack with an army
[02:51.477]Will last long before he
[02:52.939]Breeds men who yearn
[02:54.317]For their own bloody glory
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[04:50.947]That was the scene on Main Street when John L came to town

文本歌词

作词 : Geordie Greep
作曲 : Cameron Picton/Geordie Greep/Matt Kelvin/Morgan Simpson
Three encores of Oh Sonny Boy backed only by accordion
Three rows of pale brunettes protect him from the crowd
The curtain a patchwork of imitation vermillion
A red bulb hangs low above the throne that has been found
This is the scene on Main Street when John L comes to town
Crowds of every age, creed and gender are abound
Signor kitsch sings skits detailing each attendees sins
First time anteaters lose themselves in the wings
With vigour they scratch red spots, overwhelmed by their king
In all the world there’s no escape from this infernal din
“Children of Bethlehem, come all boys and girls,
Come Listen to these, my eternal words
Judge not who you see by whatever they may say
But by their round eyes, lips, ears and curves
A man is his country, your country is you
All bad is forewarned, all good will come true”
These words are heard on Main Street when John L comes to town
This garbling non-song whips throng into frenzy
The last echoes of his crooning now cease to be heard
No-longer-pale brunettes are broken in two
And thrown to the snouts of the anteater crew
John L is in tatters
His soapbox usurped
His torn robes adorn the
Tree stumps of the earth
No hack with an army
Will last long before he
Breeds men who yearn
For their own bloody glory
That was the scene on Main Street when John L came to town