Editor: FlwoerSpider ( ICQ) You know where I come from You know what I feel You're Yul Brenner Westworld Reporting from the field. I threw it into reverse, Made a motion to repeal. You kicked my legs from under me, And tried to take the wheel. I told you I wanted to be wrong, But everyone is humming a song That I don't understand. Now I know that the sun has shined on my side of the street. The basket of America, the weevils and the wheat. The milk and honeyed congregation, scrubbed and apple-cheeked Salute Apollo 13 from the rattle jewelry seats. Mythology's seductive and it turned a trick on me That I have just begun to understand. That I don't understand. The rodeo is staged, gold circle goat-ropers and clowns. A rumble in the third act, tie 'em up and burn 'em down. We're armed to the teeth, born a little breech; Blue-plate special analysts, cells and SUV's We can't approach the Allies 'cause they seem a little peeved And speak a language we don't understand. I told you I wanted to be wrong But everyone is humming a song Storm into the boardroom of the conquering elite. Did you recognize the madman who is shouting in the streets? Destroy the things that I don't understand Destroy the things that I don't understand.
[00:00.000] 作词 : Buck, Mills, Stipe [00:03.53]Album: Around the Sun [00:05.73][00:10.77][04:08.43][04:32.80] [00:06.88]Editor: FlwoerSpider ( ICQ) [00:13.44]You know where I come from [00:16.71]You know what I feel [00:19.97]You're Yul Brenner Westworld [00:22.84]Reporting from the field. [00:26.20]I threw it into reverse, [00:28.76]Made a motion to repeal. [00:32.59]You kicked my legs from under me, [00:35.58]And tried to take the wheel. [00:39.15][01:36.87]I told you I wanted to be wrong, [00:43.36][01:40.80]But everyone is humming a song [00:47.13][03:08.47]That I don't understand. [00:55.07]Now I know that the sun has shined on my side of the street. [01:01.37]The basket of America, the weevils and the wheat. [01:07.73]The milk and honeyed congregation, scrubbed and apple-cheeked [01:14.09]Salute Apollo 13 from the rattle jewelry seats. [01:20.53]Mythology's seductive and it turned a trick on me [01:27.16]That I have just begun to understand. [01:44.80]That I don't understand. [02:18.29]The rodeo is staged, gold circle goat-ropers and clowns. [02:24.75]A rumble in the third act, tie 'em up and burn 'em down. [02:31.28]We're armed to the teeth, born a little breech; [02:37.91]Blue-plate special analysts, cells and SUV's [02:44.31]We can't approach the Allies 'cause they seem a little peeved [02:50.69]And speak a language we don't understand. [03:00.56]I told you I wanted to be wrong [03:04.41]But everyone is humming a song [03:43.66]Storm into the boardroom of the conquering elite. [03:49.93]Did you recognize the madman who is shouting in the streets? [03:56.44]Destroy the things that I don't understand [04:03.00]Destroy the things that I don't understand. [04:10.07]
