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10,000 Maniacs
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The Colonial Wing
作词:Robert Buck, Natalie Merchant
Here is the store house of Her Majesty Well guarded by sentry but looks are free
Call this the ray-less and benighted age Witches by tallow candles shifted Shifted their shapes
Here is the pestle and mortar That ground the poison seed A lute, a suit for jousting And the poems of a balladeer
When all the Latin books Were copied off in golden script Well hoarded away in A monastery crypt
Superstition Superstition beyond belief
Over mountain, over dune and over sea Crude map and compass lead the caravan And lead the fleet 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
Here's the loot and plunder They bore home Ivory tusk inlaid with precious stone
Raw silk and spices by the barrel load A soft skin drum with mallets Of human bone
A world wide rampage Rampage of greed
So here the tour concludes The Colonial Wing The rooms of the most refined Museum property
An early pair of spectacles A claw footed divan Ornate clocks with birds that strut On the half hours and quarter hours
Hear them chime
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