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  • 作词 : Dylan
    作曲 : Dylan
    The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course
    The city fathers they're trying to endorse
    The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
    But the town has no need to be nervous
    The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits
    To Jezebel the nun she violently knits
    A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits
    At the head of the chamber of commerce
    Mama's in the fact'ry
    She ain't got no shoes
    Daddy's in the alley
    He's lookin' for the fuse
    I'm in the streets
    With the tombstone blues

    The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
    Screaming she moans, "I've just been made"
    Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade

    Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in"
    Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
    He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride
    "Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
    You will not die, it's not poison"

    Mama's in the fact'ry
    She ain't got no shoes
    Daddy's in the alley
    He's lookin' for the fuse
    I'm in the streets
    With the tombstone blues

    Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief
    Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
    Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief
    Is there a hole for me to get sick in?"
    The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly
    Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry"
    And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
    Saving, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken"

    Mama's in the fact'ry
    She ain't got no shoes
    Daddy's in the alley
    He's lookin' for the fuse
    I'm in the streets
    With the tombstone blues
    The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save
    Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves
    Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves
    Then sends them out to the jungle
    Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps
    With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
    With a fantastic collection of stamps
    To win friends and influence his uncle
    Mama's in the fact'ry
    She ain't got no shoes
    Daddy's in the alley
    He's lookin' for the fuse
    I'm in the streets
    With the tombstone blues
    The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone
    Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown
    At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone
    But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter
    Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill
    I would set him in chains at the top of the hill
    Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille
    He could die happily ever after
    Mama's in the fact'ry
    She ain't got no shoes
    Daddy's in the alley
    He's lookin' for the fuse
    I'm in the streets
    With the tombstone blues
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Dylan
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Dylan
    [00:26.37]The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course
    [00:31.49]The city fathers they're trying to endorse
    [00:35.81]The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
    [00:39.81]But the town has no need to be nervous
    [00:47.43]The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits
    [00:51.99]To Jezebel the nun she violently knits
    [00:56.67]A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits
    [01:00.68]At the head of the chamber of commerce
    [01:08.30]Mama's in the fact'ry
    [01:09.68]She ain't got no shoes
    [01:13.05]Daddy's in the alley
    [01:15.18]He's lookin' for the fuse
    [01:17.49]I'm in the streets
    [01:19.74]With the tombstone blues
    [01:26.12]
    [01:30.31]The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
    [01:34.62]Screaming she moans, "I've just been made"
    [01:39.31]Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade
    [01:49.36]
    [01:50.42]Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in"
    [01:53.81]Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
    [01:57.63]He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride
    [02:00.50]"Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
    [02:04.12]You will not die, it's not poison"
    [02:09.56]
    [02:11.50]Mama's in the fact'ry
    [02:13.87]She ain't got no shoes
    [02:16.06]Daddy's in the alley
    [02:18.38]He's lookin' for the fuse
    [02:20.63]I'm in the streets
    [02:22.13]With the tombstone blues
    [02:30.31]
    [02:49.56]Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief
    [02:53.94]Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
    [02:58.12]Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief
    [03:02.69]Is there a hole for me to get sick in?"
    [03:10.25]The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly
    [03:15.69]Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry"
    [03:19.62]And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
    [03:23.13]Saving, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken"
    [03:25.25]
    [03:30.79]Mama's in the fact'ry
    [03:32.98]She ain't got no shoes
    [03:35.23]Daddy's in the alley
    [03:37.42]He's lookin' for the fuse
    [03:39.66]I'm in the streets
    [03:41.23]With the tombstone blues
    [03:44.32]The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save
    [03:47.82]Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves
    [03:50.82]Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves
    [03:54.26]Then sends them out to the jungle
    [03:57.01]Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps
    [03:59.63]With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
    [04:02.01]With a fantastic collection of stamps
    [04:04.57]To win friends and influence his uncle
    [04:06.82]Mama's in the fact'ry
    [04:08.76]She ain't got no shoes
    [04:11.38]Daddy's in the alley
    [04:13.38]He's lookin' for the fuse
    [04:15.32]I'm in the streets
    [04:17.32]With the tombstone blues
    [04:19.32]The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone
    [04:22.38]Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown
    [04:25.64]At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone
    [04:28.07]But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter
    [04:31.01]Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill
    [04:33.39]I would set him in chains at the top of the hill
    [04:35.51]Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille
    [04:37.26]He could die happily ever after
    [04:38.32]Mama's in the fact'ry
    [04:39.07]She ain't got no shoes
    [04:39.95]Daddy's in the alley
    [04:40.64]He's lookin' for the fuse
    [04:41.51]I'm in the streets
    [04:42.26]With the tombstone blues