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Hit Parade

Beautiful South2008年4月21日

歌詞

Hit Parade - Beautiful South

Written by:Paul Heaton/Dave Rotheray

 

No one wrote a song for me

 

Just instrumental not too long

 

As sure as sure could ever be

 

You'd only get the lyrics wrong

 

No solo Chet Baker ever played

 

Lowered me slowly to my grave

 

The prose that Keats and Yates would save

 

Was for king and queen not knave

 

I have no poem that describes my charm

No story told that's short and sweet

 

I have no hymn I have no psalm

This song I have it has no beat

Yes it has no beat and no tapping of feet

 

Yes it has no beat yes it has no beat

 

Miles Davis played the black 'n' blues

 

Did he play for me to lose

 

'Cause just when 'round midnight falls

 

That tune's not his it's Kenny Ball's

 

I have no poem that describes my charm

No story told that's short and sweet

 

I have no hymn I have no psalm

This song I have it has no beat

Yes it has no beat yes it has no beat

 

No tapping of feet yes it has no beat

 

Now in that graveyard on that grave

 

On that tombstone in the shade

 

No poem written no accolade

 

And no 'We loved you' ever sprayed

 

There's just this feeling from that moss

 

When epitaph you cannot read

 

He must have lived it at a budget cost

 

So he deserves to be beneath

 

I have no poem that describes my charm

No story told that's short and sweet

 

I have no hymn I have no psalm

This song I have it has no beat

Yes it has no beat yes it has no beat

And no tapping feet yes it has no beat

 

All that William Robinson wrote

 

Not one of my pluses did he portray

 

Those lyrics stuck right down my throat

 

I never hit it never hit my hit parade

My hit parade

My hit parade

 

***歌詞來自第三方***