日常に一言。
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笑うように泣け。 砕けて 散って 溺れて 壊れてそれじゃ駄目かしら。優しさも 馴れ合いも 同情も、きっと都合のいい理由ばかり。正しさも普通さもあたりまえさも 分かることはない。Tom Waits - Tom Traubert's Blues - Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon didGot what I paid for nowSee ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrowA couple of bucks from you?To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Matilda wit
砕けて 散って 溺れて 壊れて
それじゃ駄目かしら。 優しさも 馴れ合いも 同情も、 きっと都合のいい理由ばかり。
正しさも 普通さも あたりまえさも 分かることはない。
Tom Waits - Tom Traubert's Blues -
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did Got what I paid for now See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow A couple of bucks from you? To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley And tired of all these soldiers here No one speaks English and everything's broken And my Stacys are soaking wet To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking A lot they can do for me I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open And I'm down on my knees tonight Old Bushmill's I staggered, you buried the dagger Your silhouette window light To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her And the one-armed bandit knows And the maverick Chinaman and the cold-blooded signs And the girls down by the strip-tease shows Go, waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No, I don't want your sympathy The fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories They want a piece of the action anyhow Go, waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailor And the old men in wheelchairs know That Matilda's the defendant, she killed about a hundred And she follows wherever you may go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace And a wound that will never heal No prima donna, the perfume is on An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street sweepers The night watchman flame keepers and goodnight to Matilda too
