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Poor Fractured Atlas

アーティスト:Elvis Costello & The Attractions  アルバム:All This Useless Beauty  作詞:COSTELLO ELVIS/MAC MANUS DECLAN PATRICK  作曲:COSTELLO ELVIS/MAC MANUS DECLAN PATRICK 

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He's out in the woods with his squirrel gun To try to recapture his anger He's screaming some words at the top of his lungs Until he begins to feel younger But back at his desk in the city we find Our trembling punch-drunken fighter Who can't find the strength now to punish the length Of the ribbon in his little typewriter Poor fractured Atlas Threw himself across the mattress Waving his withering pencil as if it were a pirate's cutlass I'm almost certain he's trying to increase his burden He said "That's how the child in me planned it A woman wouldn't understand it" I believe there was something


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