《Bedlam》歌词

[00:00:00] Bedlam (混乱) - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛)

[00:00:11] I've got this phosphorescent portrait

[00:00:13] Of gentle Jesus meek and mild

[00:00:15] I've got this harlot that

[00:00:17] I'm stuck with carrying

[00:00:18] Another man's child

[00:00:20] The solitary star announcing

[00:00:22] Vacancy burnt out as we arrived

[00:00:25] They'd throw us back

[00:00:26] Across the border

[00:00:28] If they knew that we survived

[00:00:30] And they were surprised to see us

[00:00:32] So they greeted us with palms

[00:00:35] They asked for ammunition

[00:00:37] Acts of contrition and small alms

[00:00:40] And I might recite a small prayer

[00:00:43] If I ever said them

[00:00:45] I lay down on an iron frame

[00:00:48] Found myself in bedlam

[00:00:50] I wish that I could take something

[00:00:52] For drowning out the noise

[00:00:55] Wailing echoes down the corridors

[00:01:07] I've got this imaginary radio

[00:01:09] And I'm punching up the dial

[00:01:12] I've got the AC trained on the TV

[00:01:14] So it won't blow up in my eye

[00:01:17] Every thing that

[00:01:18] I thought fanciful and

[00:01:20] Mocked as too extreme

[00:01:22] Must be family entertainment here

[00:01:25] In the strange land of my dreams

[00:01:27] Now I'm practicing my

[00:01:28] Likeness of St Francis of Assisi

[00:01:32] If I hold my hand outstretched

[00:01:34] A little bird comes to me

[00:01:37] I might recite a small prayer

[00:01:39] If I ever said them

[00:01:42] I lay down on an iron frame

[00:01:44] Found myself in bedlam

[00:01:47] Escaping from the fingers

[00:01:49] That were stretching

[00:01:50] Through the bars

[00:01:52] Wailing echoes

[00:01:53] Down the corridors

[00:02:04] The player piano

[00:02:05] Picks out Life Goes On

[00:02:09] The ring tone rang out Jerusalem

[00:02:14] In this pit of sadness

[00:02:16] Where the wretched plunge

[00:02:19] We've buried all the innocents

[00:02:21] Must bury revenge

[00:02:34] They've got this scared and

[00:02:35] Decorated girl strapped

[00:02:36] To the steel trunk of a mustang

[00:02:38] They drove

[00:02:39] Her down a cypress grove

[00:02:41] Where traitors hang

[00:02:41] And stars still spangle

[00:02:43] They dangled flags and

[00:02:45] Other rags along a coloured

[00:02:47] Thread of twine

[00:02:48] They dragged

[00:02:48] That bruised and purple heart

[00:02:51] Along the road to Palestine

[00:02:53] Someone went off muttering

[00:02:56] He mentioned thirty pieces

[00:02:58] Easter saw a slaughtering

[00:03:00] Each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces

[00:03:03] My thoughts returned

[00:03:04] To vengeance

[00:03:05] But I put up no resistance

[00:03:08] Though I seemed

[00:03:08] A long way from my home

[00:03:10] It really was no distance

[00:03:13] And I might recite a small prayer

[00:03:15] If I ever said them

[00:03:18] I lay down on an iron frame

[00:03:20] Found myself in bedlam

[00:03:23] Bowing like an actor

[00:03:25] Acknowledging applause

[00:03:28] Playing the Crusader

[00:03:30] Who was conquering the Moors

[00:03:33] And he knew the consequences

[00:03:34] But he won't accept the cause

[00:03:38] Wailing echoes down the corridors

[00:03:45] Bedlam Bedlam