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  • 作词 : Ian Anderson
    作曲 : Ian Anderson
    The old rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight
    Unfashionable to the end; drank his ale too light
    Death's head belt buckle, yesterday's dreams, the transport caf' prophet of doom
    Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams, in his post-war-babe gloom

    Cut along the dotted line, slip in and seal the flap
    Postal competition crazy, though you wear the dunce's cap
    Win a fortnight in Ibiza, line up for the big hand out
    You'll never know unless you try what winning's all about
    Be a quiz kid
    Be a whiz kid

    Six days later there's a rush telegram
    Drop everything and telephone this number if you can
    It's a free trip down to London for a weekend of high life
    They'll wine you, dine you, undermine you; better not bring the wife
    Be a quiz kid
    Be a whiz kid

    It's a try out for a quiz show that millions watch each week
    Following the fate and fortunes of contestants as they speak
    Answerable to everyone, responsible to all, publicity dissected
    Brain cells splattered on the walls of encyclopaedic knowledge
    May be barbaric but it's fun
    As the clock ticks away a lifetime, hold your head up to the gun
    Of a million cathode ray tubes aimed at your tiny skull
    May you find sweet inspiration, may your memory not be dull
    May you rise to dizzy success, may your wit be quick and strong
    May you constantly amaze us, may your answers not be wrong
    May your head be on your shoulders, may your tongue be in your cheek
    And most of all we pray that you may come back next week
    Be a quiz kid
    Be a whiz kid

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Ian Anderson
    [00:00.529] 作曲 : Ian Anderson
    [00:01.58]The old rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight
    [00:14.72]Unfashionable to the end; drank his ale too light
    [00:28.10]Death's head belt buckle, yesterday's dreams, the transport caf' prophet of doom
    [00:41.83]Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams, in his post-war-babe gloom
    [01:00.61]
    [01:16.79]Cut along the dotted line, slip in and seal the flap
    [01:22.97]Postal competition crazy, though you wear the dunce's cap
    [01:29.18]Win a fortnight in Ibiza, line up for the big hand out
    [01:35.57]You'll never know unless you try what winning's all about
    [01:41.84]Be a quiz kid
    [01:44.67]Be a whiz kid
    [01:54.58]
    [02:01.93]Six days later there's a rush telegram
    [02:06.98]Drop everything and telephone this number if you can
    [02:13.24]It's a free trip down to London for a weekend of high life
    [02:19.63]They'll wine you, dine you, undermine you; better not bring the wife
    [02:26.02]Be a quiz kid
    [02:28.64]Be a whiz kid
    [02:38.00]
    [02:50.21]It's a try out for a quiz show that millions watch each week
    [02:56.18]Following the fate and fortunes of contestants as they speak
    [03:02.33]Answerable to everyone, responsible to all, publicity dissected
    [03:08.71]Brain cells splattered on the walls of encyclopaedic knowledge
    [03:19.57]May be barbaric but it's fun
    [03:22.13]As the clock ticks away a lifetime, hold your head up to the gun
    [03:30.45]Of a million cathode ray tubes aimed at your tiny skull
    [03:38.27]May you find sweet inspiration, may your memory not be dull
    [03:46.40]May you rise to dizzy success, may your wit be quick and strong
    [03:53.76]May you constantly amaze us, may your answers not be wrong
    [03:59.78]May your head be on your shoulders, may your tongue be in your cheek
    [04:06.19]And most of all we pray that you may come back next week
    [04:13.70]Be a quiz kid
    [04:16.18]Be a whiz kid
    [04:29.97]