Tim Buckley - Goodbye & Hello
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[00:11.570]The antique people are down in the dungeons
[00:16.070]Run by machines and afraid of the tax
[00:20.050]Their heads in the grave and their hands on their eyes
[00:24.530]Hauling their hearts around circular tracks
[00:28.530]Pretending forever their masquerade towers
[00:33.010]Are not really riddled with widening cracks
[00:40.080]And I wave goodbye to iron
[00:59.290]And smile hello to the air
[01:07.640]The velocity addicts explode on the highways
[01:22.640]Ignoring the journey and moving so fast
[01:51.440]Their nerves fall apart and they gasp but can't breathe
[02:01.890]They run from the cops of the skeleton past
[02:05.290]Petrified by tradition in a nightmare they stagger
[02:10.850]Into nowhere at all and they look up aghast
[02:18.780]And I wave goodbye to speed
[02:21.680]And smile hello to a rose
[02:35.920]The king and the queen in their castle of billboards
[02:41.470]Sleepwalk down the hallways dragging behind
[02:47.320]All their possessions and transient treasures
[02:53.200]As they go to worship the electronic shrine
[03:00.960]On which is playing the late late commercial
[03:21.980]In that hollowest house of the opulent blind
[03:34.630]And I wave goodbye to Mammon
[03:51.490]And smile hello to a stream
[04:06.580]The vaudeville generals cavort on the stage
[04:17.550]And shatter their audience with submachine guns
[04:55.430]And Freedom and Violence the acrobat clowns
[05:06.400]Do a balancing act on the graves of our sons
[05:12.830]While the tapdancing Emperor sings War is peace
[05:16.700]And Love the Magician disappears in the fun
[05:22.070]And I wave goodbye to murder
[05:25.750]And smile hello to the rain
[05:39.780]The bloodless husbands are jesters who listen
[05:50.170]Like sheep to the shrieks and commands of their wives
[06:02.200]And the men who aren't men leave the women alone
[06:31.600]See them all faking love on a bed made of knives
[06:43.210]Afraid to discover or trust in their bodies
[06:46.950]And in secret divorce they will never survive
[06:51.620]And I wave goodbye to ashes
[07:10.260]And smile hello to a girl
[07:20.120]The antique people are fading out slowly
[07:28.260]Like newspapers flaming in mind suicide
[08:02.690]Godless and sexless directionless loons
[08:08.110]Their sham sandcastles dissolve in the tide
[08:11.800]They put on their deathmasks and compromise daily
[08:15.710]The new children will live for the elders have died
[08:21.680]And I wave goodbye to America
[08:24.810]And smile hello to the world
文本歌词
The antique people are down in the dungeons
Run by machines and afraid of the tax
Their heads in the grave and their hands on their eyes
Hauling their hearts around circular tracks
Pretending forever their masquerade towers
Are not really riddled with widening cracks
And I wave goodbye to iron
And smile hello to the air
The velocity addicts explode on the highways
Ignoring the journey and moving so fast
Their nerves fall apart and they gasp but can't breathe
They run from the cops of the skeleton past
Petrified by tradition in a nightmare they stagger
Into nowhere at all and they look up aghast
And I wave goodbye to speed
And smile hello to a rose
The king and the queen in their castle of billboards
Sleepwalk down the hallways dragging behind
All their possessions and transient treasures
As they go to worship the electronic shrine
On which is playing the late late commercial
In that hollowest house of the opulent blind
And I wave goodbye to Mammon
And smile hello to a stream
The vaudeville generals cavort on the stage
And shatter their audience with submachine guns
And Freedom and Violence the acrobat clowns
Do a balancing act on the graves of our sons
While the tapdancing Emperor sings War is peace
And Love the Magician disappears in the fun
And I wave goodbye to murder
And smile hello to the rain
The bloodless husbands are jesters who listen
Like sheep to the shrieks and commands of their wives
And the men who aren't men leave the women alone
See them all faking love on a bed made of knives
Afraid to discover or trust in their bodies
And in secret divorce they will never survive
And I wave goodbye to ashes
And smile hello to a girl
The antique people are fading out slowly
Like newspapers flaming in mind suicide
Godless and sexless directionless loons
Their sham sandcastles dissolve in the tide
They put on their deathmasks and compromise daily
The new children will live for the elders have died
And I wave goodbye to America
And smile hello to the world