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  • 作词 : Collingwood, Schlesinger
    Mrs. Carver says she's sorry
    She knows enough not to worry
    But what does she know about crime?
    Believes the town is sinking
    The price of forward thinking
    You stay up all night half the time
    Racking your mind
    Alone in the night
    While all your neighbors sleep tight
    Years ago she lost her daughter
    Off to a sacred order
    Where they got stoned and worked the earth
    Clears up her head with bourbon'
    Cause beer is so suburban
    And declasse for what it's worth
    She drinks it down, down, down
    For all the old, old days
    She's thinking of it now
    It's nice to get away
    But what a fine day for a parade
    She stays up mending curtains
    Until her fingers hurt, and
    You can get so bored of it all
    No one can say for certain
    She'll never safely know when
    An asteroid will kill us all
    She drinks it down, down, down
    For all the old, old days
    She's thinking of it now
    It's nice to get away
    But what a fine day for a parade
    She drinks it down, down, down
    For all the old, old days
    She's thinking of it now
    It's nice to get away
    But what a fine day for a parade
    What a fine day for a parade
    What a fine day for a parade
    What a fine day for a parade...
  • 作词 : Collingwood, Schlesinger
    Mrs. Carver says she's sorry
    She knows enough not to worry
    But what does she know about crime?
    Believes the town is sinking
    The price of forward thinking
    You stay up all night half the time
    Racking your mind
    Alone in the night
    While all your neighbors sleep tight
    Years ago she lost her daughter
    Off to a sacred order
    Where they got stoned and worked the earth
    Clears up her head with bourbon'
    Cause beer is so suburban
    And declasse for what it's worth
    She drinks it down, down, down
    For all the old, old days
    She's thinking of it now
    It's nice to get away
    But what a fine day for a parade
    She stays up mending curtains
    Until her fingers hurt, and
    You can get so bored of it all
    No one can say for certain
    She'll never safely know when
    An asteroid will kill us all
    She drinks it down, down, down
    For all the old, old days
    She's thinking of it now
    It's nice to get away
    But what a fine day for a parade
    She drinks it down, down, down
    For all the old, old days
    She's thinking of it now
    It's nice to get away
    But what a fine day for a parade
    What a fine day for a parade
    What a fine day for a parade
    What a fine day for a parade...