《Morality Play In 3 Acts》歌词

[00:00:00] Morality Play In 3 Acts - Chumbawamba (恰巴王八)

[00:00:16] Act one the smell of green leather French polish quite pristine not a hair out of place not a wrinkle not a crease the silverware all clean Exquisite chaussures grace marble floors be upstanding for men of yore But wait who's this sticky under the collar in Elsinore Enter silent comedy geek with dynamite down his pants Nervous shuffling on his feet leading a merry song and dance A back seat driver of good moral fibre holding up the light He's made his own bed now he's got to lie in it Ha ha Serves him right

[00:01:32] Act two a new New England watch the good seed grow But who is this miss out-of-wedlock with children of her own Enter witch finder general of melancholy humor and irascible power all dressed in goody-goody two shoes pulling the heads of flowers 'Let this be ' said he 'a lesson your dirty linen is your own reflection ' Said I 'Somehow it just doesn't wash away with your petty inquisition In the vernacular most unkind sir f**k with me and you will see the flesh and blood and bone the black eye of thine enemy ' Dance dance

[00:02:50] Act three 'I am the lord of the dance ' said he John the Baptist dripping wet playing sir politick-would-be Backslapping backsliding back to basic instincs backfiring By your own choice you're on a hiding to nothing I ask you which is more comforting The thought that I am bad seed gone to seed turned sour by TV sex and violence Or even worse am I unleashed by my own volition to do you ill 'Condemn a little more understand a little less ' Oh sad sir thou jest Ha ha I am Prometheus prepare thee to meet thy nemesis