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  • 作词 : Ian Anderson
    作曲 : Ian Anderson
    The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the
    Smiling faces.
    He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the
    Old men's cackle.
    He brewed a song of love and hatred --- oblique
    Suggestions --- and he waited.
    He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming
    Panel-beaters --- freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters
    (salaried and collar-scrubbing).
    He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands
    Still rubbing on the parts they never mention.
    He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating
    One-line jokers --- t.v. documentary makers
    (overfed and undertakers).
    Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred
    And women-haters.
    Then he called the band down to the stage and he
    Looked at all the friends he'd made.
    The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the
    Rabbit-run.
    And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in
    Everyone.
  • 作词 : Ian Anderson
    作曲 : Ian Anderson
    The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the
    Smiling faces.
    He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the
    Old men's cackle.
    He brewed a song of love and hatred --- oblique
    Suggestions --- and he waited.
    He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming
    Panel-beaters --- freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters
    (salaried and collar-scrubbing).
    He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands
    Still rubbing on the parts they never mention.
    He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating
    One-line jokers --- t.v. documentary makers
    (overfed and undertakers).
    Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred
    And women-haters.
    Then he called the band down to the stage and he
    Looked at all the friends he'd made.
    The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the
    Rabbit-run.
    And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in
    Everyone.