歌词
歌曲名 Miss Macbeth
歌手名 Elvis Costello
作词:D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+Dave Farrell+Davy Spillane+Dirty Dozen Brass Band+Donal Lunny+Donal Lunny+Efrem Towns+Gregory Davis+John Grimes+Kevin Harris+Kevin Killen+Kevin Killen+Kirk Joseph+Lance Phillips+Michael Blair+Michael Blair+Michael Blair+Michael Blair+Mike Ross+Mike Ross+Mitchell Froom+Mitchell Froom+Pete Thomas+Roger Lewis+Stacey Baird+Steve Wickham
作曲:D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+D.P.A. Mac Manus+Dave Farrell+Davy Spillane+Dirty Dozen Brass Band+Donal Lunny+Donal Lunny+Efrem Towns+Gregory Davis+John Grimes+Kevin Harris+Kevin Killen+Kevin Killen+Kirk Joseph+Lance Phillips+Michael Blair+Michael Blair+Michael Blair+Michael Blair+Mike Ross+Mike Ross+Mitchell Froom+Mitchell Froom+Pete Thomas+Roger Lewis+Stacey Baird+Steve Wickham
All the children testified
That miss Macbeth
Wore a fishbone slide
In her cobweb tresses
Her eyes were black like first foot coal
Clutched as
Chalk dust
Her fingers sweated India ink
And poison pen letters
There is a hungry hanging tree
Just below your bedroom
Window
You can hear take a broom
To beat out
A tattoo on the ceiling
Her bloodless face ran red inside
But was she
Really evil was she only pantomime
Now the chalk on the wall
Says that somebody
Saves
That somebody`s face has
Just been washed off the
Pavement
Into a puzzle where petrol will be poisoned by rain
Miss Macbeth saw her reflection
As confetti bled it`s colors down the drain
And everyday
She lives out another love song
It`s a tearful lament of somebody done wrong
Well can you miss
What you`ve never possessed
Miss Macbeth
Well we all should have known
When the children paraded
They portrayed her in their fairy tales
Sprinkling deadly nightshade
And as they tormented her
She rose to the bait
Even a scapegoat
Must have someone to hate
And everyday
She lives out another love song
You`re up there enjoying yourself
And I know it`s wrong
Well how can you miss
What you've never possessed
Miss Macbeth
Miss Macbeth
Sometimes people are just
What they appear to be
With no redemption at all
We try to walk upright
When we can`t even crawl
Miss Macbeth
Has a gollywog
She chucks under
The chin
And she whispers to it tenderly
Then sticks
It on a pin
And it might
Be coincidence but a boy
Down
The lane
That she said went white as he could
Do
Then doubled over in pain
And everyday
She lives out
Another love song
It`s a tearful lament of somebody done wrong
Well how can you miss
What you`ve never possessed
Miss Macbeth
Miss Macbeth
Miss Macbeth
Miss Macbeth
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