歌手:Joni Mitchell
专辑:《The Hissing Of Summer Lawns》

作词 : Joni Mitchell
作曲 : Joni Mitchell
Written by：Joni Mitchell
Don’t interrupt the sorrow

Darn right

In flames our prophet witches

Be polite

A room full of glasses

He says your notches liberation doll
And he chains me with that serpent
To that Ethiopian wall

Anima rising

Queen of queens

Wash my guilt of Eden
Wash and balance me

Anima rising
Uprising in me tonight
She’s a vengeful little goddess
With an ancient crown to fight

Truth goes up in vapors

The steeples lean

Winds of change patriarchs
Snug in your Bible belt dreams

God goes up the chimney
Like childhood Santa Claus
The good slaves love the good book

A rebel loves a cause

I’m leaving on the 1 15

You’re darn right

Since I was seventeen
I’ve had no one over me

He says anima rising

So what

Petrified wood process
Tall timber down to rock

Don’t interrupt the sorrow

Darn right

He says we walked on the moon

You be polite

Don’t let up the sorrow
Death and birth and death and birth and death and birth
He says bring that bottle kindly
And I’ll pad your purse

I’ve got a head full of quandary
And a mighty mighty mighty thirst

Seventeen glasses

Rhine wine

Milk of the Madonna

Clandestine

He don’t let up the sorrow
He lies and he cheats

It takes a heart like Mary’s these days
When your man gets weak