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作词 : Phillips

Four thousand monks in a maelstrom

All crying out for release.

Three cheers for old Mother Hailsham

She's sticking to her beliefs.

A hundred ships took to the high seas

Intent on sailing the world.

They might have known that a rainy sky

Would scatter swine before pearls.

One by One, the Centaur is breaking its chains

And, after all, we're blood and flesh and pain.

Cover it up high, cover it up low

Cerebus stirring,

Finally learning,

Lamplighters' torches extinguish

The flames of our fate.

Six sturdy Bold held the Tiber

Across the stakes they did swarm.

And in a chance he was leaving

Throughout his watch he was warning their guards.

I met a man on a spreading kite

Who set his course for the sun.

But when I asked him what he'd found up there

He said he'd just been for fun.

Hour by hour the jigsaw is piecing together

In fear and dread, we wait the final act,

Gathering up high, gathering up low,

See how the earth quakes

Watch as the crust breaks

Beating the air as the hot wind

Comes my way.

A million men marched on Memphis,

To pay respects to their King

But when they came to Fort Lauderville,

They found they all had to sing –

So we're getting so much wiser, it's so much fun.