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Robyn Hitchcock
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Ballad of a Thin Man
作詞:Bob Dylan
You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, 'Who is that man?'
You tried so hard But you don't understand Just what you'll say When you get home
Because something is happening And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head And you ask, 'Is this where it is?' And somebody points to you and says 'It's his'
Then you say, 'What's mine?' And somebody else says, 'Why what is?' And you say, 'Oh my God Am I here all alone?'
And something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your money And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak
And says, 'How does it feel To be such a freak?' And you say, 'Impossible' As he hands you a bone
Oh, you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination
Yeah, but nobody has any respect Anyway they already expect you To down make a check To tax-deductible charity organizations
You've been with the professors And they've all liked your looks 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 With great lawyers and scholars you have Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books You're very well read It's well known
Because something is happening And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels He crosses himself And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice He tells you how it feels And he says, 'Here is your throat back Thanks for the loan'
And you're positive something is happening here And you wish you knew what it was Don't you, Mister Jones?
You see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word 'Now!' And you say, 'For what reason?' And he says, 'How?'
And you say, 'What the fuck does that mean?' And he screams back, 'You're a cow Give me some milk Or else go home'
And you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?
You walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown You put your eyes in your pocket And you pull your nose back up from the ground
There's gonna be a law Against you comin' around You should be made To wear a kind of headphones
Because you know something is happening And you'll never know what it was Will you, Mister Jones?
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