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Blood Sweat And Tears


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【 Child Is Father to the Man 】【 英文 】【 1968 】

1.Without Her
2.The Modern Adventures of Plato, Diogenes and Freud



1.Without Her (修改)

I spend the night in a chair
Thinking' she'll be there
But she never comes
And I wake up and wipe
The sleep from my eyes
And I rise, to spend another day
Without her

It's just no good anymore
When you walk through the door
Of an empty room
You go inside and set a table for one
It's no fun
When you have to spend the day without her

We burst the pretty balloon
Took us to the moon
Such a beautiful thing
But it's ended now and it sounds like a lie
If I said I'd rather die
Than be without her
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Love is a beautiful thing
When it knows how to swing
And it grooves like a clock
But the hands on the clock
Tell the lovers to the part
And it's breakin' my heart
To spend another day without her

I'll spend the night in a chair
Thinking she'll be there
But she'll never come
And I'll wake up and wipe
The sleep from my eyes
And I'll rise and spend the day without her

Can't go on without her
There's no song without her
Can't go on without her




2.The Modern Adventures of Plato, Diogenes and Freud (修改)

Father of my morning
Once my child to the night
I see that you have minds to cop
And I can only watch the sickened sorrow

Little do you know
Of the progressions that you teach
The people that you reach are tired
Of livin' in a world of elastic towers

You dance with them and sing a song of changes
And talk with them of life and all its dangers
Surround yourself with now familiar strangers
Who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time

And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile

You cannot ever picture me
You know me by my mind
A file for your travelogue
Oblivious to the night, the fog around you

The germs they are ridiculous
They bother you at night
The blood that rushes to your brain
The ticket on the plane you're never catching

The price you pay exclusive of your taxes
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To chop you up inside with tiny axes
The girl looks up to you from floor she waxes
And speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes

And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile

The metaphysic wrinkles
In the face of what you face
Are hidden by the fake-up man
Who lives inside the sterno can beside you

Now climb ye to the mountains
As the sun is almost gone
Escaping from your other selves
Your brothers hide among the shelves inside you

The games that people play can only bore you
But only those that know you don't ignore you
How many times have I come there to restore you
And caught you lying on the couch with father time

And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile