[00:00.000] 作曲 : Squire
[00:19.56]They wound on through the hills for 15 days
[00:24.43]Suffering every fool that crossed their paths
[00:30.98]On their way
[00:40.54]I don't think they were looking
[00:45.37]For diamonds, silver or gold
[00:46.29]They were aiming for the Pistols and the Byrds
[00:49.86]That flew above them in the heavy metal sky
[01:02.16]They came down from the north
[01:04.69]In their waterproof clothes
[01:07.25]Nothing in their pockets but faith
[01:10.35]That in the not too distant future
[01:14.35]They'd be walking tall
[01:22.34]You say it's alright now
[01:27.99]But the weatherman says snow, hail and rain
[01:33.03]That crown of thorns suits you, son
[01:37.60]When can we all get another one
[01:42.60]It's the least the gods can do
[01:47.79]To help us all see this winter through
[01:53.49]Just like a rose should
[02:03.11]Just like a rose should
[02:10.86]Now come sun down start of week three
[02:14.34]They'd reached the outskirts of town
[02:16.92]They didn't need anybody to tell them
[02:19.38]What was going down
[02:23.02]No clowns
[02:32.74]And bringing up the rear, fat fingers in the till
[02:37.32]The country boy with thirty-three-point-three
[02:41.68]Recurring nightmares
[02:46.11]He's no partner in crime
[02:52.89]You say it's all right now
[02:58.30]But the sergeant thinks the situation stinks
[03:03.76]That crown of thorns suits you, son
[03:08.22]When can we all get another one
[03:12.92]It's the least the gods can do
[03:18.08]To help us all see this winter through
[03:23.84]Just like a rose should
[03:33.46]Just like a rose should
[03:41.34]Looking down into the valley, the city below
[03:46.55]Slept between the stars and the waxing moon
[03:50.60]That hung above them
[03:53.12]Beneath the wide arm of the sky
[04:02.54]They didn't have what it took to be shallow,
[04:07.56]Repetitive careerist fools
[04:11.97]Couldn't re-package the brand and profiteer
[04:22.11]Just grit their teeth
[04:26.85]And remain sincere
[04:31.57]You say it's alright now
[04:33.65]But the Chaplain says ready the grave
[04:41.14]That crown of thorns suits you, son
[04:46.09]When can we all get another one
[04:50.65]It's the least the gods can do
[04:55.62]To help us all see this winter through
[05:01.54]Just like a rose should
[05:10.68]Yeah, just like a rose
[05:19.03]Keep us faithful until death
[05:22.27]Calm in danger
[05:24.33]Patient in suffering Merciful and brave
[05:28.69]True to our king our colours and country
[05:34.26]And if it be thy will enable us to win
[05:47.28]Enable us to win