| Song | Don Christopher |
| Artist | Bishop Allen |
| Album | Ep Collection Vol. 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Christian Rudder/Justin Rice | |
| The day the great explorer came | |
| The countess slapped the kitchen maid | |
| And snapped at her, "Bring the plates out faster!" | |
| The count sneered down as he surveyed | |
| The table flush and fully laid | |
| He always was a mean and vicious master | |
| And all of Barcelona, quick and heaving, thick with throng | |
| Stretched to see Columbus as his train just inched along | |
| The day the great explorer came, they shouted out his blessed name, hurrah! | |
| He dined between the king and queen | |
| The admiral of the ocean seas | |
| I do believe they named him governor | |
| He spoke of spice and sweet perfume | |
| Of golden flowers, heavy bloom | |
| Jealously, the count and countess hovered | |
| With every new delight described, the count was seen to wince | |
| "In my own house, he dares to spout his brazen arrogance" | |
| He dined between the king and queen, the viceroy of Indians, hurrah! | |
| "Don Christopher, do tell me please | |
| Was it really such a feat?" | |
| The count spit out to looks of wonder | |
| "A voyage of, what, five short weeks? | |
| One any man could lead with ease | |
| For this, these trinkets and this plunder" | |
| He tried to hide his greedy eyes that sparkled cruel and cold | |
| For he, like all of Spain, could only see that fate of gold | |
| "Don Christopher, do tell me please, do tell me, " hurrah! | |
| The great explorer shook his head | |
| And called out for a pantry egg | |
| The challenge, make it stay upright | |
| When all had tried and all had failed | |
| He lopped the tip right off the shell | |
| And stood it as the table roared out in delight | |
| But now that I've showed you exactly how it's done | |
| Any fool could manage easily enough | |
| The great explorer shook his head; he shook his head, hurrah! |
| zuo qu : Christian Rudder Justin Rice | |
| The day the great explorer came | |
| The countess slapped the kitchen maid | |
| And snapped at her, " Bring the plates out faster! " | |
| The count sneered down as he surveyed | |
| The table flush and fully laid | |
| He always was a mean and vicious master | |
| And all of Barcelona, quick and heaving, thick with throng | |
| Stretched to see Columbus as his train just inched along | |
| The day the great explorer came, they shouted out his blessed name, hurrah! | |
| He dined between the king and queen | |
| The admiral of the ocean seas | |
| I do believe they named him governor | |
| He spoke of spice and sweet perfume | |
| Of golden flowers, heavy bloom | |
| Jealously, the count and countess hovered | |
| With every new delight described, the count was seen to wince | |
| " In my own house, he dares to spout his brazen arrogance" | |
| He dined between the king and queen, the viceroy of Indians, hurrah! | |
| " Don Christopher, do tell me please | |
| Was it really such a feat? " | |
| The count spit out to looks of wonder | |
| " A voyage of, what, five short weeks? | |
| One any man could lead with ease | |
| For this, these trinkets and this plunder" | |
| He tried to hide his greedy eyes that sparkled cruel and cold | |
| For he, like all of Spain, could only see that fate of gold | |
| " Don Christopher, do tell me please, do tell me, " hurrah! | |
| The great explorer shook his head | |
| And called out for a pantry egg | |
| The challenge, make it stay upright | |
| When all had tried and all had failed | |
| He lopped the tip right off the shell | |
| And stood it as the table roared out in delight | |
| But now that I' ve showed you exactly how it' s done | |
| Any fool could manage easily enough | |
| The great explorer shook his head he shook his head, hurrah! |
| zuò qǔ : Christian Rudder Justin Rice | |
| The day the great explorer came | |
| The countess slapped the kitchen maid | |
| And snapped at her, " Bring the plates out faster! " | |
| The count sneered down as he surveyed | |
| The table flush and fully laid | |
| He always was a mean and vicious master | |
| And all of Barcelona, quick and heaving, thick with throng | |
| Stretched to see Columbus as his train just inched along | |
| The day the great explorer came, they shouted out his blessed name, hurrah! | |
| He dined between the king and queen | |
| The admiral of the ocean seas | |
| I do believe they named him governor | |
| He spoke of spice and sweet perfume | |
| Of golden flowers, heavy bloom | |
| Jealously, the count and countess hovered | |
| With every new delight described, the count was seen to wince | |
| " In my own house, he dares to spout his brazen arrogance" | |
| He dined between the king and queen, the viceroy of Indians, hurrah! | |
| " Don Christopher, do tell me please | |
| Was it really such a feat? " | |
| The count spit out to looks of wonder | |
| " A voyage of, what, five short weeks? | |
| One any man could lead with ease | |
| For this, these trinkets and this plunder" | |
| He tried to hide his greedy eyes that sparkled cruel and cold | |
| For he, like all of Spain, could only see that fate of gold | |
| " Don Christopher, do tell me please, do tell me, " hurrah! | |
| The great explorer shook his head | |
| And called out for a pantry egg | |
| The challenge, make it stay upright | |
| When all had tried and all had failed | |
| He lopped the tip right off the shell | |
| And stood it as the table roared out in delight | |
| But now that I' ve showed you exactly how it' s done | |
| Any fool could manage easily enough | |
| The great explorer shook his head he shook his head, hurrah! |