Something about England

Song Something about England
Artist The Clash
Album Sandinista!

Lyrics

[ti:Something About England]
[ar:The Clash]
[00:00.00] 作词 : Clash
[00:00.50] They say immigrants steal the hubcaps
[00:04.04] Of the respected gentlemen
[00:07.89] They say it would be wine an' roses
[00:12.24] If England were for Englishmen again
[00:18.78] I saw a dirty overcoat
[00:21.68] At the foot of the pillar of the road
[00:25.63] Propped inside was an old man
[00:28.97] Whom time would not erode
[00:32.52] When the night was snapped by sirens
[00:35.81] Those blue lights circled past
[00:39.42] The dance hall called for an' ambulance
[00:42.98] The bars all closed up fast
[00:46.48] My silence gazing at the ceiling
[00:49.86] While roaming the single room
[00:53.48] I thought the old man could help me
[00:56.97] If he could explain the gloom
[01:00.56] You really think it's all new “
[01:03.66] You really think about it too “
[01:07.55] The old man scoffed as he spoke to me
[01:10.84] I'll tell you a thing or two “
[01:15.10] I missed the fourteen-eighteen war
[01:18.16] But not the sorrow afterwards
[01:21.36] With my father dead and my mother ran off
[01:25.08] My brothers took the pay of hoods
[01:28.72] The twenties turned the north was dead
[01:32.01] The hunger strike came marching south
[01:35.43] At the garden party not a word was said
[01:39.20] The ladies lifted cake to their mouths
[01:42.82] The next war began and my ship sailed
[01:46.30] With battle orders writ in bed
[01:49.75] In five long years of bullets and shells
[01:53.25] We left ten million dead
[01:56.80] The few returned to old Piccadilly
[02:00.20] We limped around Lester Square
[02:03.73] The world was busy rebuilding itself
[02:07.23] The architects could not care
[02:10.89] But how could we know when I was young
[02:13.99] All the changes that were to come?
[02:17.26] All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield
[02:21.02] And now the terror of the scientific sun
[02:24.21] There was masters an' servants an' servants an' dogs
[02:28.03] They taught you how to touch your cap
[02:31.65] But through strikes an' famine an' war an' peace
[02:35.17] England never closed this gap
[02:38.69] So leave me now the moon is up
[02:42.07] But remember all the tales I tell
[02:46.40] The memories that you have dredged up
[02:49.90] Are on letters forwarded from hell
[03:21.67] The streets were now deserted
[03:25.16] The gangs had trudged off home
[03:28.80] The lights clicked off in the bedsits
[03:32.44] Old England was all alone

Pinyin

ti: Something About England
ar: The Clash
[00:00.00] zuò cí : Clash
[00:00.50] They say immigrants steal the hubcaps
[00:04.04] Of the respected gentlemen
[00:07.89] They say it would be wine an' roses
[00:12.24] If England were for Englishmen again
[00:18.78] I saw a dirty overcoat
[00:21.68] At the foot of the pillar of the road
[00:25.63] Propped inside was an old man
[00:28.97] Whom time would not erode
[00:32.52] When the night was snapped by sirens
[00:35.81] Those blue lights circled past
[00:39.42] The dance hall called for an' ambulance
[00:42.98] The bars all closed up fast
[00:46.48] My silence gazing at the ceiling
[00:49.86] While roaming the single room
[00:53.48] I thought the old man could help me
[00:56.97] If he could explain the gloom
[01:00.56] You really think it' s all new "
[01:03.66] You really think about it too "
[01:07.55] The old man scoffed as he spoke to me
[01:10.84] I' ll tell you a thing or two "
[01:15.10] I missed the fourteeneighteen war
[01:18.16] But not the sorrow afterwards
[01:21.36] With my father dead and my mother ran off
[01:25.08] My brothers took the pay of hoods
[01:28.72] The twenties turned the north was dead
[01:32.01] The hunger strike came marching south
[01:35.43] At the garden party not a word was said
[01:39.20] The ladies lifted cake to their mouths
[01:42.82] The next war began and my ship sailed
[01:46.30] With battle orders writ in bed
[01:49.75] In five long years of bullets and shells
[01:53.25] We left ten million dead
[01:56.80] The few returned to old Piccadilly
[02:00.20] We limped around Lester Square
[02:03.73] The world was busy rebuilding itself
[02:07.23] The architects could not care
[02:10.89] But how could we know when I was young
[02:13.99] All the changes that were to come?
[02:17.26] All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield
[02:21.02] And now the terror of the scientific sun
[02:24.21] There was masters an' servants an' servants an' dogs
[02:28.03] They taught you how to touch your cap
[02:31.65] But through strikes an' famine an' war an' peace
[02:35.17] England never closed this gap
[02:38.69] So leave me now the moon is up
[02:42.07] But remember all the tales I tell
[02:46.40] The memories that you have dredged up
[02:49.90] Are on letters forwarded from hell
[03:21.67] The streets were now deserted
[03:25.16] The gangs had trudged off home
[03:28.80] The lights clicked off in the bedsits
[03:32.44] Old England was all alone