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  • 作词 : Bob Dylan
    作曲 : Bob Dylan

    Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too
    The flowers are dyin' like all things do
    Follow me close, I'm going to Bally-na-Lee
    I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
    I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
    I contain multitudes
    Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe
    Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
    I'll drink to the truth and the things we said
    I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
    I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
    I contain multitudes
    A red Cadillac and a black mustache
    Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
    Tell me, what's next? What shall we do?
    Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
    I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
    I contain multitudes
    I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
    And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
    I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
    I go right where all things lost are made good again
    I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
    I have no apologies to make
    Everything's flowing all at the same time
    I live on a boulevard of crime
    I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
    I contain multitudes
    Pink pedal-pushers, red blue jeans
    All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
    All the old queens from all my past lives
    I carry four pistols and two large knives
    I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
    I contain multitudes
    You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
    But not all of it, only the hateful part
    I'll sell you down the river, I'll put a price on your head
    What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed
    Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
    Keep your mouth away from me
    I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
    I'll see to it that there's no love left behind
    I'll play Beethoven's sonatas, and Chopin's preludes
    I contain multitudes

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan
    [00:00.202] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
    [00:00.405]
    [00:12.892]Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too
    [00:18.665]The flowers are dyin' like all things do
    [00:23.968]Follow me close, I'm going to Bally-na-Lee
    [00:30.237]I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
    [00:35.880]I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
    [00:41.679]I contain multitudes
    [00:47.034]Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe
    [00:52.859]Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
    [00:59.416]I'll drink to the truth and the things we said
    [01:05.241]I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
    [01:11.067]I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
    [01:17.049]I contain multitudes
    [01:22.404]A red Cadillac and a black mustache
    [01:29.143]Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
    [01:34.707]Tell me, what's next? What shall we do?
    [01:40.507]Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
    [01:45.600]I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
    [01:51.896]I contain multitudes
    [01:57.486]I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
    [02:02.789]And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
    [02:08.562]I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
    [02:14.231]I go right where all things lost are made good again
    [02:20.369]I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
    [02:26.874]I have no apologies to make
    [02:32.333]Everything's flowing all at the same time
    [02:39.047]I live on a boulevard of crime
    [02:43.932]I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
    [02:50.201]I contain multitudes
    [02:56.836]Pink pedal-pushers, red blue jeans
    [03:02.688]All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
    [03:07.808]All the old queens from all my past lives
    [03:14.025]I carry four pistols and two large knives
    [03:19.040]I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
    [03:25.728]I contain multitudes
    [03:32.206]You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
    [03:36.229]But not all of it, only the hateful part
    [03:42.577]I'll sell you down the river, I'll put a price on your head
    [03:47.906]What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed
    [03:54.750]Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
    [04:00.549]Keep your mouth away from me
    [04:05.669]I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
    [04:11.520]I'll see to it that there's no love left behind
    [04:17.267]I'll play Beethoven's sonatas, and Chopin's preludes
    [04:23.693]I contain multitudes
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