《Thick as a Brick (Edit #4)》歌词

[00:03:28] Album by: Thick As A Brick

[00:03:28] Artist by: Jethro Tull

[00:03:28] Really don't mind if you sit this one out.

[00:03:28] My words but a whisper -- your deafness a shout.

[00:03:28] I may make you feel but I can't make you think.

[00:03:28] Your sperms in the gutter -- your loves in the sink.

[00:03:28] So you ride yourselves over the fields and

[00:03:28] You make all your animal deals and

[00:03:28] Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

[00:03:28] And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in

[00:03:28] The tidal destruction

[00:03:28] The moral melee.

[00:03:28] The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers

[00:03:28] The newfangled way.

[00:03:28] But your new shoes are worn at the heels and

[00:03:28] Your suntan does rapidly peel and

[00:03:28] Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

[00:03:28] And the love that I feel is so far away:

[00:03:28] I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you

[00:03:28] Shake your head and

[00:03:28] Say its a shame.

[00:03:28] Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.

[00:03:28] Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.

[00:03:28] Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.

[00:03:28] See there! a son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.

[00:03:28] There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.

[00:03:28] Well

[00:03:28] Make a man of him

[00:03:28] Put him to trade

[00:03:28] Teach him

[00:03:28] To play monopoly and

[00:03:28] To sing in the rain.

[00:03:28] The poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --

[00:03:28] As the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.

[00:03:28] The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --

[00:03:28] As the failing light illuminates the mercenarys creed.

[00:03:28] The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --

[00:03:28] But the master of the house is far away.

[00:03:28] The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding

[00:03:28] In the sharp and frosty morning of the day.

[00:03:28] And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

[00:03:28] And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.

[00:03:28] Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

[00:03:28] The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river

[00:03:28] Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:

[00:03:28] The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose

[00:03:28] And contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.

[00:03:28] The young men of the household have

[00:03:28] All gone into service and

[00:03:28] Are not to be expected for a year.

[00:03:28] The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --

[00:03:28] Has formed the plan to change the man he seems.

[00:03:28] And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.

[00:03:28] And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.

[00:03:28] Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.

[00:03:28] What do you do when

[00:03:28] The old mans gone -- do you want to be him? and

[00:03:28] Your real self sings the song.

[00:03:28] Do you want to free him?

[00:03:28] No one to help you get up steam --

[00:03:28] And the whirlpool turns you 锛噖ay off-beam.

[00:03:28] Later.

[00:03:28] I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.

[00:03:28] My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.

[00:03:28] So come on all you criminals!

[00:03:28] I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --

[00:03:28] Twenty years too late.

[00:03:28] Your bread and waters going cold.

[00:03:28] Your hair is too short and neat.

[00:03:28] Ill judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.

[00:03:28] You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares.

[00:03:28] You're unaware that your doings arent done.

[00:03:28] And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.

[00:03:28] But how are we supposed to see where we should run?

[00:03:28] I see you shuffle in the courtroom with

[00:03:28] Your rings upon your fingers and

[00:03:28] Your downy little sidies and

[00:03:28] Your silver-buckle shoes.

[00:03:28] Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol

[00:03:28] Who lets you bend the rules.

[00:03:28] So!

[00:03:28] Come on ye childhood heroes!

[00:03:28] Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books

[00:03:28] Your super crooks

[00:03:28] And show us all the way.

[00:03:28] Well! make your will and testament. won't you?

[00:03:28] Join your local government.

[00:03:28] Well have superman for president

[00:03:28] Let robin save the day.

[00:03:28] You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.

[00:03:28] The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.

[00:03:28] And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --

[00:03:28] And take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.

[00:03:28] And you wonder who to call on.

[00:03:28] So! where the hell was biggles when you needed him last saturday?

[00:03:28] And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?

[00:03:28] Theyre all resting down in cornwall --

[00:03:28] Writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition

[00:03:28] Of the boy scout manual.

[00:03:28] Later.

[00:03:28] See there! a man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.

[00:03:28] Theres a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.

[00:03:28] Well

[00:03:28] Take the child from him

[00:03:28] Put it to the test

[00:03:28] Teach it

[00:03:28] To be a wise man

[00:03:28] How to fool the rest.

[00:03:28] Quote

[00:03:28] We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional

[00:03:28] God is an overwhelming responsibility

[00:03:28] We walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons

[00:03:28] Cats are on the upgrade

[00:03:28] Upgrade? hipgrave. oh, mac.

[00:03:28] Later

[00:03:28] In the clear white circles of morning wonder,

[00:03:28] I take my place with the lord of the hills.

[00:03:28] And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)

[00:03:28] Sporting canvas frills.

[00:03:28] With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,

[00:03:28] While queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.

[00:03:28] Saying -- hows your granny and

[00:03:28] Good old ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.

[00:03:28] The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled

[00:03:28] In the seagulls call.

[00:03:28] And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadists fall.

[00:03:28] The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,

[00:03:28] And signal for the crack of dawn.

[00:03:28] Light the sun.

[00:03:28] Do you believe in the day? do you?

[00:03:28] Believe in the day! the dawn creation of the kings has begun.

[00:03:28] Soft venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.

[00:03:28] Do you believe in the day?

[00:03:28] The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,

[00:03:28] Wise men endorse the poets sight.

[00:03:28] Do you believe in the day? do you? believe in the day!

[00:03:28] Let me tell you the tales of your life of

[00:03:28] Your love and the cut of the knife

[00:03:28] The tireless oppression

[00:03:28] The wisdom instilled

[00:03:28] The desire to kill or be killed.

[00:03:28] Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.

[00:03:28] The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool

[00:03:28] Toasts his God in the sky.

[00:03:28] So come all ye young men who are building castles!

[00:03:28] Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.

[00:03:28] Mark the precise nature of your fear.

[00:03:28] Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed

[00:03:28] With

[00:03:28] The blood of the fools and

[00:03:28] The thoughts of the wise and

[00:03:28] From the pan under your bed.

[00:03:28] Let me make you a present of song as

[00:03:28] The wise man breaks wind and is gone while

[00:03:28] The fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and

[00:03:28] The nursery rhyme winds along.

[00:03:28] So! come all ye young men who are building castles!

[00:03:28] Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.

[00:03:28] Mark the precise nature of your fear.

[00:03:28] See! the summer lightning casts its bolts upon you

[00:03:28] And the hour of judgement draweth near.

[00:03:28] Would you be

[00:03:28] The fool stood in his suit of armour or

[00:03:28] The wiser man who rushes clear.

[00:03:28] So! come on ye childhood heroes!

[00:03:28] Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books

[00:03:28] Your super-crooks and

[00:03:28] Show us all the way.

[00:03:28] Well! make your will and testament.

[00:03:28] Won't you? join your local government.

[00:03:28] Well have superman for president

[00:03:28] Let robin save the day.

[00:03:28] So! where the hell was biggles when you needed him last saturday?

[00:03:28] And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?

[00:03:28] Theyre all resting down in cornwall -- writing up their memoirs

[00:03:28] For a paper-back edition of the boy scout manual.

[00:03:28] Of course

[00:03:28] So you ride yourselves over the fields and

[00:03:28] You make all your animal deals and

[00:03:28] Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.