《Bedlam》歌词

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

[00:00:09] I've got this phosphorescent portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild

[00:00:14] I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child

[00:00:19] The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived

[00:00:24] They'd throw us back across the border if they knew that we survived

[00:00:28] And they were surprised to see us

[00:00:31] So they greeted us with palms

[00:00:33] They asked for ammunition acts of contrition and small alms

[00:00:38] I might recite a small prayer

[00:00:42] If I ever said them

[00:00:43] I lay down on an iron frame

[00:00:46] Found myself in bedlam

[00:00:48] I wish that I could take something for drowning out the noise

[00:00:53] Wailing echoes down the corridors

[00:01:05] I've got this imaginary radio and I'm punching up the dial

[00:01:10] I've got the A C trained on the T V so it won't blow up in my eye

[00:01:15] And everything that I thought fanciful and mocked as too extreme

[00:01:20] Must be family entertainment here in the strange land of my dreams

[00:01:25] Now I'm practicing my likeness of St Francis of Assisi

[00:01:30] For if I hold my hand outstretched

[00:01:32] A little bird comes to me

[00:01:35] I might recite a small prayer

[00:01:38] If I ever said them

[00:01:40] I lay down on an iron frame

[00:01:42] Found myself in bedlam

[00:01:45] Escaping from the fingers that were stretching through the bars

[00:01:50] Wailing echoes down the corridors

[00:02:03] The player piano picks out ＂Life Goes On＂

[00:02:07] Ring tone rang out ＂Jerusalem＂

[00:02:12] And in this pit of sadness

[00:02:14] Where the rank of wretched plunge

[00:02:17] We've buried all the innocents

[00:02:20] Now we must bury revenge

[00:02:32] They've got this scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a mustang

[00:02:36] And then they drove her down a cypress grove where traitors hang and stars still spangle

[00:02:41] They dangled flags and other rags along a coloured thread of twine

[00:02:46] And then they dragged that bruised and purple heart along the road to Palestine

[00:02:52] Someone went off muttering he mentioned thirty pieces

[00:02:56] Easter saw a slaughtering each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces

[00:03:01] Then my thoughts returned to vengeance but I put up no resistance

[00:03:06] Though I seemed a long way from my home

[00:03:09] It really was no distance

[00:03:11] And I might recite a small prayer

[00:03:13] If I ever said them

[00:03:16] I lay down on an iron frame

[00:03:18] Found myself in bedlam

[00:03:21] Bowing like an actor acknowledging applause

[00:03:26] Playing the Crusader who was conquering the Moors

[00:03:31] And he knew the consequences but he won't accept the cause

[00:03:36] Wailing echoes down the corridors