Tombstone Blues歌词

[00:05.88]The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course
[00:14.34]The city fathers they're trying to endorse
[00:18.22]The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
[00:22.04]But the town has no need to be nervous
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[00:26.67]The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits
[00:32.19]To Jezebel the nun she violently knits
[00:35.89]A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits
[00:39.80]At the head of the chamber of commerce
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[00:43.93]Mama's in the fact'ry
[00:45.56]She ain't got no shoes
[00:47.68]Daddy's in the alley
[00:49.31]He's lookin' for the fuse
[00:51.79]I'm in the streets
[00:53.58]With the tombstone blues
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[00:58.07]The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
[01:05.78]Screaming she moans, "I've just been made"
[01:10.04]Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade
[01:13.69]Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in"
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[01:19.00]Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
[01:24.54]He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride
[01:28.53]"Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
[01:32.15]You will not die, it's not poison"
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[01:36.73]Mama's in the fact'ry
[01:37.96]She ain't got no shoes
[01:40.67]Daddy's in the alley
[01:41.96]He's lookin' for the fuse
[01:44.20]I'm in the streets
[01:45.90]With the tombstone blues
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[01:58.46]Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief
[02:02.28]Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
[02:06.05]Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief
[02:09.85]Is there a hole for me to get sick in?"
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[02:14.39]The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly
[02:18.89]Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry"
[02:22.71]And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
[02:26.26]Saving, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken"
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[02:30.86]Mama's in the fact'ry
[02:32.24]She ain't got no shoes
[02:34.35]Daddy's in the alley
[02:35.97]He's lookin' for the fuse
[02:38.51]I'm in the streets
[02:39.87]With the tombstone blues
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[02:45.37]The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save
[02:51.22]Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves
[02:56.88]Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves
[03:00.59]Then sends them out to the jungle
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[03:04.78]Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps
[03:11.94]With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
[03:15.09]With a fantastic collection of stamps
[03:19.05]To win friends and influence his uncle
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[03:23.49]Mama's in the fact'ry
[03:25.66]She ain't got no shoes
[03:27.52]Daddy's in the alley
[03:29.68]He's lookin' for the fuse
[03:31.56]I'm in the streets
[03:33.73]With the tombstone blues
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[03:39.69]The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone
[03:52.35]Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown
[03:56.06]At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone
[03:59.82]But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter
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[04:04.65]Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill
[04:11.20]I would set him in chains at the top of the hill
[04:15.05]Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille
[04:19.00]He could die happily ever after
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[04:23.42]Mama's in the fact'ry
[04:24.68]She ain't got no shoes
[04:26.83]Daddy's in the alley
[04:28.69]He's lookin' for the fuse
[04:30.95]I'm in the streets
[04:33.03]With the tombstone blues
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[04:41.54]Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll
[04:57.92]Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole
[05:01.78]And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul
[05:05.97]To the old folks home and the college
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[05:12.26]Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain
[05:16.34]That could hold you dear lady from going insane
[05:20.32]That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain
[05:23.98]Of your useless and pointless knowledge
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[05:28.78]Mama's in the fact'ry
[05:29.99]She ain't got no shoes
[05:32.21]Daddy's in the alley
[05:36.33]He's lookin' for the fuse
[05:37.48]I'm in the streets
[05:38.25]With the tombstone blues