《11 Mustachioed Daughters》歌词

[00:00:00] 11 Mustachioed Daughters - Bonzo Dog Band

[00:00:03] Written by：Vivian Stanshall

[00:00:26] Eleven moustachioed daughters running in a field of fat

[00:00:31] The moon is high the mandrake screams

[00:00:32] Please come to our sabbat

[00:00:34] The changeling children shiver round the fire their mothers dance

[00:00:38] With strangely painted faces

[00:00:40] That smile but never laugh

[00:00:42] Aah aah aah aah

[00:00:50] The crow pecked gibbet's victim swings broken in his cage

[00:00:53] His hands cut down to make a crown

[00:00:55] To wear as our homage

[00:00:57] Round and round the magic ring soft figures fastly rush

[00:01:01] And wolf like things and toads with wings whisper wetly

[00:01:04] Come with us

[00:01:05] Aah aah aah aah

[00:01:12] The fresh plucked eye of a favourite cat

[00:01:15] Pulped and mixed with a white hens fat

[00:01:17] A lapwings' wing and lions' gall

[00:01:19] And Belladonna to make your eyes

[00:01:21] Like a beasts

[00:01:28] To anoint the body and make it shine

[00:01:30] To drink and make thyself divine

[00:01:32] To choose another's form and make it thine

[00:01:54] And now they gibber blasphemy and fill the fetid air

[00:01:58] With ancient lies and leprous cries

[00:02:00] This night he will be there

[00:02:02] A madness has them mouths gape wide

[00:02:03] As one they sway and moan and every brutish face is turned

[00:02:07] To see our goat king's throne

[00:02:10] Aah aah aah aah