Bedlam

Elvis Costello2005年2月18日

歌詞

Bedlam - Elvis Costello;The Imposters

 

 

 

I've got this phosphorescent portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild

I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child

The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived

They'd throw us back across the border if they knew that we survived

And they were surprised to see us

So they greeted us with palms

They asked for ammunition acts of contrition and small alms

I might recite a small prayer

If I ever said them

I lay down on an iron frame

Found myself in bedlam

 

I wish that I could take something for drowning out the noise

 

Wailing echoes down the corridors

 

I've got this imaginary radio and I'm punching up the dial

I've got the A C trained on the T V so it won't blow up in my eye

And everything that I thought fanciful and mocked as too extreme

Must be family entertainment here in the strange land of my dreams

Now I'm practicing my likeness of St Francis of Assisi

For if I hold my hand outstretched

A little bird comes to me

I might recite a small prayer

 

If I ever said them

I lay down on an iron frame

 

Found myself in bedlam

 

Escaping from the fingers that were stretching through the bars

 

Wailing echoes down the corridors

 

The player piano picks out "Life Goes On"

 

Ring tone rang out "Jerusalem"

 

And in this pit of sadness

Where the rank of wretched plunge

We've buried all the innocents

Now we must bury revenge

 

They've got this scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a mustang

And then they drove her down a cypress grove where traitors hang and stars still spangle

 

They dangled flags and other rags along a coloured thread of twine

And then they dragged that bruised and purple heart along the road to Palestine

Someone went off muttering he mentioned thirty pieces

 

Easter saw a slaughtering each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces

Then my thoughts returned to vengeance but I put up no resistance

 

Though I seemed a long way from my home

It really was no distance

And I might recite a small prayer

If I ever said them

 

I lay down on an iron frame

Found myself in bedlam

 

Bowing like an actor acknowledging applause

 

Playing the Crusader who was conquering the Moors

 

And he knew the consequences but he won't accept the cause

Wailing echoes down the corridors

 

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