歌手：Jethro Tull
时间：2015-05-01
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Back-Door Angels (Live at Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5/7/1975|Jakko Jakszyk Stereo Mix) - Jethro Tull
Written by：Ian Anderson
In and out of the front door ran
Twelve back door angels
Their hair was a golden brown
They didn't see me wink my eye
'Tis said they put we men to sleep
With just a snow whisper
And touch the heads of dying dogs
And make them linger
They carry their candles high
And they light the dark hours
And sweep all the country clean
With pressed and scented wild flowers
Woo woo
Ai hey
They grow all their roses red
And paint our skies blue
Drop one penny in every second bowl
Make half the beggars lose
Why do the faithful have such a will
To believe in something
And call it the name they choose
Having chosen nothing
Woo woo yeah woo
