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[00:14.790]Eleven top hats
[00:17.730]In the club vestibule
[00:21.060]Eleven gentlemen's cloaks
[00:23.460]Hanging up by the black swimming pool
[00:27.630]Eleven gentlemen dancing
[00:30.390]Each in a style of his own
[00:33.690]One is discreetly conversing
[00:37.530]On a cordless telephone
[00:39.750]And the first he kills only the wicked
[00:43.020]And the second kills only the good
[00:46.530]And the third he kills people more handsome than him
[00:49.830]And the fourth kills the misunderstood
[00:53.010]And the fifth kills the women who've loved him
[00:56.430]And the sixth kills the couldn't care less
[01:00.060]The seventh kills people who fill questionnaires in
[01:03.060]The eighth kills the deeply depressed
[01:06.360]And the ninth kills the twentieth century
[01:09.690]And the tenth waits to kill you and me
[01:13.140]The eleventh kills only our fear of the tenth
[01:16.950]The best executioner he
[01:27.060]At some ungodly hour in the morning
[01:30.450]The predictable quarrels begin
[01:34.200]The first gentleman without warning
[01:37.020]Slugs the second one square on the chin
[01:40.320]And the third says the fourth is too ugly
[01:43.860]And the fifth warns the sixth not to start
[01:47.160]And the seventh stops dead in his telephone call
[01:50.370]A stiletto has punctured his heart
[01:53.760]And the eighth is sick in the cistern
[01:57.030]And the floodwaters fuse all the lights
[02:00.210]And the ninth drops his copy of 'Jane's Defence Systems' on the floor
[02:05.190]In an act of sheer spite
[02:08.400]And the tenth drums his fingers and swings his feet
[02:11.790]Because somebody's stolen his scythe
[02:15.120]'Til an expert in brinksmanship brings him complete
[02:18.690]A medium range nuclear device
[02:23.580]And now chairs will be placed on the dance floor
[02:26.970]And now lights will be trained on the bar
[02:30.150]And a puppet will sing a morality
[02:33.360]As an idiot strums a guitar
[02:36.570]While the gentlemen sit with erections
[02:39.780]You perform in a transparent skirt
[02:43.380]A climax without satisfaction
[02:46.590]And a murder in which you're not hurt
[02:49.860]And me I sit where the gentlemen sit
[02:56.160]And we love you
[02:59.640]And we love you
[03:02.850]Yes we love you
[03:06.060]I assure you we do
[03:09.360]La la la la la la la la Plainy
[03:09.930]La la la la la la la la Clappy
[03:11.760]La la la la la la la la Rolly
[03:19.680]La la la la la la la la Backy
[03:22.950]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Left Hand
[03:26.190]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Right
[03:29.400]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Touch your heel
[03:32.700]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Touch your toe
[03:35.910]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Touch the ground
[03:37.080]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Big Burlio
[03:39.180]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Plainy
[03:39.900]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Clappy
[03:40.860]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Rolly
[03:45.690]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Backy
[03:53.010]Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum

文本歌词

Eleven top hats
In the club vestibule
Eleven gentlemen's cloaks
Hanging up by the black swimming pool
Eleven gentlemen dancing
Each in a style of his own
One is discreetly conversing
On a cordless telephone
And the first he kills only the wicked
And the second kills only the good
And the third he kills people more handsome than him
And the fourth kills the misunderstood
And the fifth kills the women who've loved him
And the sixth kills the couldn't care less
The seventh kills people who fill questionnaires in
The eighth kills the deeply depressed
And the ninth kills the twentieth century
And the tenth waits to kill you and me
The eleventh kills only our fear of the tenth
The best executioner he
At some ungodly hour in the morning
The predictable quarrels begin
The first gentleman without warning
Slugs the second one square on the chin
And the third says the fourth is too ugly
And the fifth warns the sixth not to start
And the seventh stops dead in his telephone call
A stiletto has punctured his heart
And the eighth is sick in the cistern
And the floodwaters fuse all the lights
And the ninth drops his copy of 'Jane's Defence Systems' on the floor
In an act of sheer spite
And the tenth drums his fingers and swings his feet
Because somebody's stolen his scythe
'Til an expert in brinksmanship brings him complete
A medium range nuclear device
And now chairs will be placed on the dance floor
And now lights will be trained on the bar
And a puppet will sing a morality
As an idiot strums a guitar
While the gentlemen sit with erections
You perform in a transparent skirt
A climax without satisfaction
And a murder in which you're not hurt
And me I sit where the gentlemen sit
And we love you
And we love you
Yes we love you
I assure you we do
La la la la la la la la Plainy
La la la la la la la la Clappy
La la la la la la la la Rolly
La la la la la la la la Backy
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Left Hand
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Right
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Touch your heel
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Touch your toe
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Touch the ground
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Big Burlio
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Plainy
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Clappy
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Rolly
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum Backy
Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum
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