Category: Collaboration合作


翻唱David Bowie,现场版,1998年12月2日法国雷恩Yann Tiersen & Friends – Black Session #135
收录在珍藏集《RaritiesRarities

It’s a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair.
But her mummy is yelling, “No”
And her daddy has told her to go.
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
As she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she’s hooked on the silver screen.
But the film is a saddening bore
For she’s lived it ten times or more.
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go.
It’s the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man! Wonder if you’ll ever know
It’s in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?

It’s on America’s tortured brow
Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow.
Now the workers have struck for fame
’Cause Lennon’s on sale again.
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads.
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns.
But the film is a saddening bore
’Cause I wrote it ten times before.
It’s about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go.
It’s the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh damn! Wonder if you’ll ever know
It’s in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?

作曲:Neil Hannon、Yann Tiersen,填词:Neil Hannon,主唱:Neil Hannon
收录在单曲《Perfect Lovesong》CD1Perfect Lovesong CD1

It’s hard,
Hard not to sit on your hands,
Bury your head in the sand;
Hard not to make other plans
And claim that you’ve done all you can
All along
And life must go on.
It’s hard,
Hard to stand up for what’s right
And bring home the bacon each night;
Hard not to break down and cry
When every idea you’ve tried
Has been wrong
But you must carry on.

It’s hard but you know it’s worth the fight
‘Cause you know you’ve got the truth on your side.
When the accusations fly,
Hold tight.
Don’t be afraid of what they’ll say,
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand one day,
One day.

It’s hard,
Hard when you’re here all alone
And everyone else has gone home;
Harder to know right from wrong
When all objectivity is gone
And it’s gone
But you still carry on
‘Cause you,
You are the only one left
And you’ve got to clean up this mess,
You know you’ll end up like the rest,
Bitter, twisted unless
You stay strong
And you carry on.

It’s hard but you know it’s worth the fight
‘Cause you know you’ve got the truth on your side.
When the accusations fly,
Hold tight.
And don’t be afraid of what they’ll say,
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand one day,
One day.

It’s hard but you know it’s worth the fight
‘Cause you know you’ve got the truth on your side.
When the accusations fly,
Hold tight.
And don’t be afraid of what they’ll say,
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand one day,
One day,
One day.