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Why Do You Laugh?

アーティスト：Beau  アルバム：Edge Of The Dark: Unreleased Recordings 1972 - 1985 

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The truck there on the skyline was waiting to explode As angels sang in harmony on our side of the road. Two country music virgins in lemon-coloured frocks Found Negroes in the woodpile with keys to all their locks. But me, I walk the centre line, the left and right is blurred. The path I walk is shining white, and I am not deterred. The mindless open window (or so the story ran) Encouraged those with aerosols to turn their pressure can. With the buttons pressed together, the thousand snowflakes flew And the wind took up the story as they all came rushing through, And me, I caught a mouthful for my collecting tin To teach me to be standing on the outside, looking in. The wastrels in the alleys who beg their winters' salt Should not condemn too lightly, for others have their faults. The black and white collectors whose only words are "Yes" And "No" are learning other lines like "I could not care less". But me, I walk between them; I pass the alleys by, Both through a sense of justice and also being shy. The desolate Commander who sees his force has flown Still commands the Sergeant, whose stature now has grown To ultimate dimensions far greater than they knew In the hours before the enemy demobilised the crew. But me, I see the lizard that no one seems to note Studying the Sergeant and peering down his throat. The sandboy scours the beaches with each successive tide, Trying to find the secrets that the shoreline tries to hide. But no one ever told him - for no one ever knew - The exercise is futile if your face is turning blue. But me, I never argued, or risked a dry repulse. I watched him stick his neck out and I judged the end results. The sickness in the hospital was carefully detailed. Its pulse was taken daily; and then the heating failed! The patient grew delirious; ran naked round the ward Shouting down the microphone, "I really can't afford..." But me, I'm not a Doctor, or a Blacksmith or a corpse. (The bellows don't affect me, and I cannot ride a horse...) So the half-demented soldier with the semi-sharpened blade Stands beneath the interchange the engineers have made. From here he never ventures, the laughable recluse; His pay is in his pocket, if that is any use.



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