| Song | Sickle Clowns |
| Artist | The Pretty Things |
| Album | Parachute |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : May, Waller | |
| Down by the river | |
| Three sickle mounted souls, | |
| Lay wined on the green leaf, | |
| Digging their rock 'n' roll, | |
| Hey hey, digging their rock 'n' roll. | |
| Slashed by the wild geese, | |
| The silence it did tear, | |
| Sticks swung in violence, | |
| You america murdered there | |
| Hey hey, young america murdered there. | |
| As one soul lay dying, | |
| Only two were there to care. | |
| On through the valleys, | |
| Sad sickle clowns they ride. | |
| Pressed tight against morning, | |
| Beneath the blackened sky. | |
| Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky. | |
| There on a hill of gold | |
| Wild children play. | |
| They bend to pick the flowers. | |
| The sun dissolves the day. | |
| Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day. | |
| If you can't close one eye, | |
| Then turn the other way. | |
| Faces bark in anger, | |
| With savage bitter words, | |
| Twist against the friendship, | |
| With rapid shots they're blurred. | |
| Hey hey, with rapid shots they're blurred. | |
| There by the highway | |
| Two sickles melt in flames. | |
| They burn without the knowledge | |
| Of why their lives were claimed, | |
| Hey hey, why their lives were claimed. | |
| As the smoke drifts skyward | |
| We search for those to blame ..... |
| zuo ci : May, Waller | |
| Down by the river | |
| Three sickle mounted souls, | |
| Lay wined on the green leaf, | |
| Digging their rock ' n' roll, | |
| Hey hey, digging their rock ' n' roll. | |
| Slashed by the wild geese, | |
| The silence it did tear, | |
| Sticks swung in violence, | |
| You america murdered there | |
| Hey hey, young america murdered there. | |
| As one soul lay dying, | |
| Only two were there to care. | |
| On through the valleys, | |
| Sad sickle clowns they ride. | |
| Pressed tight against morning, | |
| Beneath the blackened sky. | |
| Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky. | |
| There on a hill of gold | |
| Wild children play. | |
| They bend to pick the flowers. | |
| The sun dissolves the day. | |
| Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day. | |
| If you can' t close one eye, | |
| Then turn the other way. | |
| Faces bark in anger, | |
| With savage bitter words, | |
| Twist against the friendship, | |
| With rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
| Hey hey, with rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
| There by the highway | |
| Two sickles melt in flames. | |
| They burn without the knowledge | |
| Of why their lives were claimed, | |
| Hey hey, why their lives were claimed. | |
| As the smoke drifts skyward | |
| We search for those to blame ..... |
| zuò cí : May, Waller | |
| Down by the river | |
| Three sickle mounted souls, | |
| Lay wined on the green leaf, | |
| Digging their rock ' n' roll, | |
| Hey hey, digging their rock ' n' roll. | |
| Slashed by the wild geese, | |
| The silence it did tear, | |
| Sticks swung in violence, | |
| You america murdered there | |
| Hey hey, young america murdered there. | |
| As one soul lay dying, | |
| Only two were there to care. | |
| On through the valleys, | |
| Sad sickle clowns they ride. | |
| Pressed tight against morning, | |
| Beneath the blackened sky. | |
| Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky. | |
| There on a hill of gold | |
| Wild children play. | |
| They bend to pick the flowers. | |
| The sun dissolves the day. | |
| Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day. | |
| If you can' t close one eye, | |
| Then turn the other way. | |
| Faces bark in anger, | |
| With savage bitter words, | |
| Twist against the friendship, | |
| With rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
| Hey hey, with rapid shots they' re blurred. | |
| There by the highway | |
| Two sickles melt in flames. | |
| They burn without the knowledge | |
| Of why their lives were claimed, | |
| Hey hey, why their lives were claimed. | |
| As the smoke drifts skyward | |
| We search for those to blame ..... |