| Song | Jerusalem - Live - Bonus track |
| Artist | Bruce Dickinson |
| Album | The Best Of Bruce Dickinson |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Matisyahu - Jerusalem | |
| Songwriters: Miller, Matthew; Corraliza, Ivan; Prestopino, | |
| Greg; Douglass, Jimmy; Wilder, Matthew; | |
| 蜕变De宝宝 整理 | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| In the ancient days, we will return with no delay | |
| Picking up the bounty and the spoils on our way | |
| We've been traveling from state to state | |
| And them don't understand what they say | |
| 3,000 years with no place to be | |
| And they want me to give up my milk and honey | |
| Don't you see, it's not about the land or the sea | |
| Not the country but the dwelling of his majesty | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| Rebuild the temple and the crown of glory | |
| Years gone by, about sixty | |
| Burn in the oven in this century | |
| And the gas tried to choke, but it couldn't choke me | |
| I will not lie down, I will not fall asleep | |
| They come overseas, yes they're trying to be free | |
| Erase the demons out of our memory | |
| Change your name and your identity | |
| Afraid of the truth and our dark history | |
| Why is everybody always chasing we | |
| Cut off the roots of your family tree | |
| Don't you know that's not the way to be | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| Caught up in these ways, and the worlds gone craze | |
| Don't you know it's just a phase | |
| Case of the Simon says | |
| If I forget the truth then my words won't penetrate | |
| Babylon burning in the place, can't see through the haze | |
| Chop down all of them dirty ways, | |
| That's the price that you pay for selling lies to the youth | |
| No way, not ok, oh no way, not ok, hey | |
| Aint no one gonna break my stride | |
| Aint no one gonna pull me down | |
| Oh no, I got to keep on moving, stay alive | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do. |
| Matisyahu Jerusalem | |
| Songwriters: Miller, Matthew Corraliza, Ivan Prestopino, | |
| Greg Douglass, Jimmy Wilder, Matthew | |
| tui bian De bao bao zheng li | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| In the ancient days, we will return with no delay | |
| Picking up the bounty and the spoils on our way | |
| We' ve been traveling from state to state | |
| And them don' t understand what they say | |
| 3, 000 years with no place to be | |
| And they want me to give up my milk and honey | |
| Don' t you see, it' s not about the land or the sea | |
| Not the country but the dwelling of his majesty | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Rebuild the temple and the crown of glory | |
| Years gone by, about sixty | |
| Burn in the oven in this century | |
| And the gas tried to choke, but it couldn' t choke me | |
| I will not lie down, I will not fall asleep | |
| They come overseas, yes they' re trying to be free | |
| Erase the demons out of our memory | |
| Change your name and your identity | |
| Afraid of the truth and our dark history | |
| Why is everybody always chasing we | |
| Cut off the roots of your family tree | |
| Don' t you know that' s not the way to be | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Caught up in these ways, and the worlds gone craze | |
| Don' t you know it' s just a phase | |
| Case of the Simon says | |
| If I forget the truth then my words won' t penetrate | |
| Babylon burning in the place, can' t see through the haze | |
| Chop down all of them dirty ways, | |
| That' s the price that you pay for selling lies to the youth | |
| No way, not ok, oh no way, not ok, hey | |
| Aint no one gonna break my stride | |
| Aint no one gonna pull me down | |
| Oh no, I got to keep on moving, stay alive | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. |
| Matisyahu Jerusalem | |
| Songwriters: Miller, Matthew Corraliza, Ivan Prestopino, | |
| Greg Douglass, Jimmy Wilder, Matthew | |
| tuì biàn De bǎo bǎo zhěng lǐ | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| In the ancient days, we will return with no delay | |
| Picking up the bounty and the spoils on our way | |
| We' ve been traveling from state to state | |
| And them don' t understand what they say | |
| 3, 000 years with no place to be | |
| And they want me to give up my milk and honey | |
| Don' t you see, it' s not about the land or the sea | |
| Not the country but the dwelling of his majesty | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Rebuild the temple and the crown of glory | |
| Years gone by, about sixty | |
| Burn in the oven in this century | |
| And the gas tried to choke, but it couldn' t choke me | |
| I will not lie down, I will not fall asleep | |
| They come overseas, yes they' re trying to be free | |
| Erase the demons out of our memory | |
| Change your name and your identity | |
| Afraid of the truth and our dark history | |
| Why is everybody always chasing we | |
| Cut off the roots of your family tree | |
| Don' t you know that' s not the way to be | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Caught up in these ways, and the worlds gone craze | |
| Don' t you know it' s just a phase | |
| Case of the Simon says | |
| If I forget the truth then my words won' t penetrate | |
| Babylon burning in the place, can' t see through the haze | |
| Chop down all of them dirty ways, | |
| That' s the price that you pay for selling lies to the youth | |
| No way, not ok, oh no way, not ok, hey | |
| Aint no one gonna break my stride | |
| Aint no one gonna pull me down | |
| Oh no, I got to keep on moving, stay alive | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| fire not gonna come from me tongue. | |
| Jerusalem, if I forget you, | |
| let my right hand forget what it' s supposed to do. |