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| 注册日期：2002-09-29 |
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Favorite Song #1: AMERICAN PIE
by Don McLean.
A long
long time ago I can still remember how
that music used to make me smile
and I knew if I had my chance that I could make those
people dance
and maybe the'd be happy for a while
but February made me shiver with ev'ry paper I'd deliver
bad news on the door step I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride
something touched me deep inside the day the music died.
-So:
Bye-bye Miss American Pie
drove ma chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
and good old boys were drinkin' Whiskey and Rye
singin' this 'll be the day that I die.
Did you write the book of love
and do you have faith
in God above
if the bible tells you so now do you believe in rock and roll
can music save your mortal soul
and can you teach me
how to dance real slow
well I know that you're in love with him
'cause I saw you dancin'
in the the gym
you both kicked off your shoes then I dibbed
those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage brocin' buck
with a pink carnation and a pick up truck
but I knew I was out of luck the day the music died.
I started singing: Bye-bye...
Now for ten years we've been on our own
and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
but that's not how it used to be
when the Jester sang for the king and queen
in a coat he borrowed from James Dean
and a voice that came from you and me
oh and while the king was looking down
the Jester stole his thorny crown
the courtroom was adjourned
no verdict was returned
and while Lenin read a book on Marx
a quartet practiced in the park
and we sang dirges in the dark
the day the music died
we were singin': Bye-bye...
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
the birds flew off with a fallout shelter
eight miles high and fallin' fast
plant a flower on the grass
the players tried for a forward pass.
With the Jester on the sidelines in a cast
now the half-time air was sweet perfume
while the sergeants played a marching tune
we all got up to dance but we never got the chance
'cause the players tried to take the field
the marching band refused to yield
do you recall what was revealed the day the music died.
We started singin': Bye-bye...
And there we were all in one place
a generation lost in space
with no time left to start again
so come on. Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Jack flash
sat on a candlestick
'cause fire is the devil's only friend
and as I watched him on the stage
my hands were clenched in fists of rage
no angel born in hell could break that satan's spekll
and as the flames climbed high into the night
to light the sacrificial rite
I saw satan laughing with delight the day the music died
Bye-bye...
I met a girl who sang the blues
and I asked her for some happy news
but she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
where I'd heard the music years before
but the men there said the music wouldn't play
but in the streets the children screamed
the lovers cried
and the poets dreamed but not a word was spoken
the church bells all were broken
and the three men I admire most
the father
son and holy ghost
they caught the last train for the coast
the day the music died.
And they were singin': Bye-bye...
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2003-03-18 17:38:40
