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The Prisoner

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  • 作曲 : Ali Campbell/Jim Brown/Robin Campbell/Brian Travers/Earl Falconer/Terence Wilson/Michael Virtue/Norman Hassan
    A misfit who is old before his time
    Poverty has turned him to crime
    Boredom gives him too much time to think
    He pours another drink.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    He wonders why his landscape looks so strange
    Burger bars are home on the range
    An empty bottle falling from his hand
    He doesn't understand.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    A cork unlocks the door to other lands
    Of battles won and destinies in hand
    A half-remembered state of liquid dreams
    Where things aren't what they seem.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    A naked savage dressed in shirt and jeans

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.
  • 作曲 : Ali Campbell/Jim Brown/Robin Campbell/Brian Travers/Earl Falconer/Terence Wilson/Michael Virtue/Norman Hassan
    A misfit who is old before his time
    Poverty has turned him to crime
    Boredom gives him too much time to think
    He pours another drink.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    He wonders why his landscape looks so strange
    Burger bars are home on the range
    An empty bottle falling from his hand
    He doesn't understand.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    A cork unlocks the door to other lands
    Of battles won and destinies in hand
    A half-remembered state of liquid dreams
    Where things aren't what they seem.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    A naked savage dressed in shirt and jeans

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.

    A burning, bitter taste of irony
    A prisoner in the land of the free.