| Song | Sci-Finance (Revisited) |
| Artist | Peter Hammill |
| Album | In a Foreign Town |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hammill | |
| You got some shares, it's a capital venture, | |
| you hedge your bets with a gilt-edged bond, | |
| you're stretched out tight by the terms of debenture, | |
| the game is on. | |
| You got a fortune on paper, | |
| how it shines on the VDU! | |
| The simple truth is that sooner or later | |
| the market plays you. | |
| There goes the daylight! | |
| Night comes on the city so soon. | |
| In the dance of the typical capitalists | |
| what piper plays the tune? | |
| Money's ideal, money's power, | |
| money's the drive that's more than skin-deep, | |
| hard at work through the twenty-four hours – | |
| oh, but money's never cheap. | |
| You made some pretty deals, I hear you say, | |
| Judas and Faust are squeaky clean... | |
| when the last of the deals have been cleared away | |
| what comes up on the screen? | |
| There goes the daylight – | |
| night comes on the city so soon. | |
| In the dance of the typical capitalists | |
| what piper plays the tune? | |
| Only the money. | |
| But the deal includes us: | |
| We put ourselves into the stocks; | |
| when we built up the temple of the money-god | |
| we opened up Pandora's box. | |
| There goes the daylight, | |
| now there is silence on the floor, | |
| only money-computers chatter privately, | |
| no people any more. | |
| No people any more, | |
| only the money, only the money, | |
| Is that what you want? | |
| Is that it? | |
| There goes the daylight. |
| zuo ci : Hammill | |
| You got some shares, it' s a capital venture, | |
| you hedge your bets with a giltedged bond, | |
| you' re stretched out tight by the terms of debenture, | |
| the game is on. | |
| You got a fortune on paper, | |
| how it shines on the VDU! | |
| The simple truth is that sooner or later | |
| the market plays you. | |
| There goes the daylight! | |
| Night comes on the city so soon. | |
| In the dance of the typical capitalists | |
| what piper plays the tune? | |
| Money' s ideal, money' s power, | |
| money' s the drive that' s more than skindeep, | |
| hard at work through the twentyfour hours | |
| oh, but money' s never cheap. | |
| You made some pretty deals, I hear you say, | |
| Judas and Faust are squeaky clean... | |
| when the last of the deals have been cleared away | |
| what comes up on the screen? | |
| There goes the daylight | |
| night comes on the city so soon. | |
| In the dance of the typical capitalists | |
| what piper plays the tune? | |
| Only the money. | |
| But the deal includes us: | |
| We put ourselves into the stocks | |
| when we built up the temple of the moneygod | |
| we opened up Pandora' s box. | |
| There goes the daylight, | |
| now there is silence on the floor, | |
| only moneycomputers chatter privately, | |
| no people any more. | |
| No people any more, | |
| only the money, only the money, | |
| Is that what you want? | |
| Is that it? | |
| There goes the daylight. |
| zuò cí : Hammill | |
| You got some shares, it' s a capital venture, | |
| you hedge your bets with a giltedged bond, | |
| you' re stretched out tight by the terms of debenture, | |
| the game is on. | |
| You got a fortune on paper, | |
| how it shines on the VDU! | |
| The simple truth is that sooner or later | |
| the market plays you. | |
| There goes the daylight! | |
| Night comes on the city so soon. | |
| In the dance of the typical capitalists | |
| what piper plays the tune? | |
| Money' s ideal, money' s power, | |
| money' s the drive that' s more than skindeep, | |
| hard at work through the twentyfour hours | |
| oh, but money' s never cheap. | |
| You made some pretty deals, I hear you say, | |
| Judas and Faust are squeaky clean... | |
| when the last of the deals have been cleared away | |
| what comes up on the screen? | |
| There goes the daylight | |
| night comes on the city so soon. | |
| In the dance of the typical capitalists | |
| what piper plays the tune? | |
| Only the money. | |
| But the deal includes us: | |
| We put ourselves into the stocks | |
| when we built up the temple of the moneygod | |
| we opened up Pandora' s box. | |
| There goes the daylight, | |
| now there is silence on the floor, | |
| only moneycomputers chatter privately, | |
| no people any more. | |
| No people any more, | |
| only the money, only the money, | |
| Is that what you want? | |
| Is that it? | |
| There goes the daylight. |