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  • 作词 : Buck, Mills, Stipe
    album: around the sun


    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]
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    [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]
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