Squonk (Live) - Genesis.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Tony Banks/Mike Rutherford
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Tony Banks
[00:34.32]Like father like son
[00:38.85]Not flesh, nor fish, nor bone
[00:41.55]A red rag hangs from an open mouth
[00:44.82]Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle
[00:49.20]A tumbling and a bumbling he will go
[00:56.19]All the King's horses and all the King's men
[01:01.20]Could never put a smile on that face
[01:07.11]He's a sly one, he's a shy one, wouldn't you be too?
[01:12.90]Scared to be left out on his own
[01:18.42]He hasn't a, hasn't a friend to play with the ugly duckling
[01:24.06]The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes
[01:29.82]And all the while in perfect time
[01:34.50]His tears are falling on the ground
[01:37.41]But if you don't stand up, you don't stand a chance
[02:02.61]You don't stand a chance
[02:04.59]Go a little faster now
[02:06.90]You might get there in time
[02:13.29]Mirror mirror on the wall
[02:18.09]His heart was broken long before he ever came to you
[02:23.01]Stop your tears from falling
[02:27.66]The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night
[02:30.90]All to see at night
[02:32.22]They come at night
[02:58.05]In season, out of season
[03:02.61]Oh, what's the difference when you don't know the reason
[03:08.40]In one hand bread, the other a stone
[03:14.52]The hunter enters the forest
[03:18.42]But all are not huntsmen who blow the huntsman's horn
[03:24.27]And by the look of this one you've not got much to fear
[03:30.93]Here I am, I'm very fierce and fright'ning
[03:34.29]I come to match my skill to yours
[03:42.06]Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now
[03:47.67]I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you
[03:52.71]Making noises my little furry friend would make
[03:58.44]I'll trick him, then I'll kick him into my sack
[04:02.79]You better watch out, you better watch out
[04:28.41]I've got you, I've got you
[04:30.45]You'll never get away
[04:36.87]Walking home that night
[04:41.61]The sack across my back
[04:43.32]The sound of sobbing on my shoulder
[04:46.92]When suddenly it stopped
[04:50.46]I opened up the sack, all that I had
[04:54.21]A pool of bubbles and tears, just a pool of tears
[05:08.70]Just a pool of tears
[05:21.78]All in all you are a very dying race
[05:27.30]Placing trust upon a cruel world
[05:30.93]You never had the things you thought you should've had
[05:34.77]And you'll not get them now
[05:36.90]And all the while in perfect time
[05:39.63]Your tears are falling on the ground