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Elvis Costello
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Dr. Watson, I Presume
作词:Elvis Costello
I sat in a motel room with the doctor Just before we were supposed to sing He said regarding this guardian wing This black and clipped misshapen thing Hobbling on from claw to ring
Hung upside down and cawing Pecking at the carrion of the fallen Battalion thawing On the frozen mooring
Blackbird in a crust no more They fell down 4 and 20 Bloodstained on the land of want and plenty Now the raven's standing at his shoulder Stared with eyes of molten solder
Dripping on a lacquer box Introducing keys to locks Seven talents there where hidden Mysterious and some forbidden
Take the honey from the comb Ravel thread around the loom 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Dig the dirt up from the tomb Dr. Watson, I presume
One will follow two unknown sorrow Three for laughter and four ever after Five-foot flood when the waters hit Six feet deep, the eternal pit Seven prayers and seven pleas
To eight imagined deities Cat o' nine tails, cat of nine lives Brides turned into old wives tales Your complexion colors then it pales And into the sunset it sails
Soon these secrets will be scattered Heaven knows what lies inside Took a moment to discover A lifetime to decide
Take the honey from the comb Ravel thread around the loom Dig the dirt up from the tomb Dr. Watson, I presume
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