| Song | Down At The Reservoir |
| Artist | The Bluetones |
| Album | Return To The Last Chance Saloon |
| 作曲 : Edward Daniel Chesters & Adam Patrick Devlin & Mark James Morriss & Scott Edward Morriss | |
| Well you gotta come down to the reservoir, | |
| I don’t care who the hell you are, | |
| If you’re a moving violation or a movie star, | |
| You’re welcome round here now, | |
| If you’re an untamed youth or an uncouth dame, | |
| You’ve got little letters after but can’t spell your name, | |
| I really don’t care to me you’re the same, | |
| If you’re hanging round here now. | |
| Then you can see how strangely quiet we all are, | |
| At the reservoir. | |
| You’ve gotta come down to the reservoir, | |
| I don’t care who you say you are, | |
| If you’re a washed-up bum or a gay bourgeois, | |
| You’re welcome round here now, | |
| ’Cause at the water’s edge we can all lie down, | |
| And someone can run and get drinks from the town, | |
| But make them sweet for my friends, | |
| These clowns who hang around me now. | |
| You need your medicine to help the sugar down, | |
| So you stick around. | |
| You need your medicine to help the sugar down, | |
| So stick around. | |
| So good to see ya, | |
| I know the name but not the face, | |
| And if you’re looking for action, baby, | |
| This ain’t the place, yeah, | |
| So good to see ya, | |
| You’ve done something different with your hair, | |
| Leave your inhibitions at home, | |
| And your flick-knife over there. | |
| You gotta come down to the reservoir, | |
| I don’t care who you say you are, | |
| If you’re a moving violation or a movie star, | |
| You’re welcome round here now, | |
| ’Cause at the water’s edge we can all lie down, | |
| And someone can run and get drinks from the town, | |
| But make them sweet for my friends, | |
| These clowns who hang around me now, | |
| Then you can see how strangely quiet we all are, | |
| At the reservoir, the reservoir. |
| zuò qǔ : Edward Daniel Chesters Adam Patrick Devlin Mark James Morriss Scott Edward Morriss | |
| Well you gotta come down to the reservoir, | |
| I don' t care who the hell you are, | |
| If you' re a moving violation or a movie star, | |
| You' re welcome round here now, | |
| If you' re an untamed youth or an uncouth dame, | |
| You' ve got little letters after but can' t spell your name, | |
| I really don' t care to me you' re the same, | |
| If you' re hanging round here now. | |
| Then you can see how strangely quiet we all are, | |
| At the reservoir. | |
| You' ve gotta come down to the reservoir, | |
| I don' t care who you say you are, | |
| If you' re a washedup bum or a gay bourgeois, | |
| You' re welcome round here now, | |
| ' Cause at the water' s edge we can all lie down, | |
| And someone can run and get drinks from the town, | |
| But make them sweet for my friends, | |
| These clowns who hang around me now. | |
| You need your medicine to help the sugar down, | |
| So you stick around. | |
| You need your medicine to help the sugar down, | |
| So stick around. | |
| So good to see ya, | |
| I know the name but not the face, | |
| And if you' re looking for action, baby, | |
| This ain' t the place, yeah, | |
| So good to see ya, | |
| You' ve done something different with your hair, | |
| Leave your inhibitions at home, | |
| And your flickknife over there. | |
| You gotta come down to the reservoir, | |
| I don' t care who you say you are, | |
| If you' re a moving violation or a movie star, | |
| You' re welcome round here now, | |
| ' Cause at the water' s edge we can all lie down, | |
| And someone can run and get drinks from the town, | |
| But make them sweet for my friends, | |
| These clowns who hang around me now, | |
| Then you can see how strangely quiet we all are, | |
| At the reservoir, the reservoir. |