[00:00.00] 作词 : Roger Waters/Sean Evans
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Roger Waters/Sean Evans
[00:00.00][Intro]
[00:00.27]*Shots*
[00:00.39]"It's Rabbit Leader. Are you receiving me?"
[00:01.42]"Hello Rabbit Leader. Red Tree R3. Receiving loud and clear"
[00:06.27]"Right. I'm driving on your tail and I want you to take apace evasion. Understood?"
[00:10.15]"Understood"
[00:11.57][Verse 1: Roger Waters ]
[00:13.11]I've got a little black book with my poems in
[00:18.60]Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
[00:23.01]When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
[00:31.59]I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
[00:35.94]Got those swollen hand blues
[00:40.50]I've got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from
[00:49.53]I've got electric light
[00:55.32]And I've got second sight
[00:58.68]I've got amazing powers of observation
[01:04.38][Chorus 1: Roger Waters]
[01:09.27]And that is how I know
[01:13.62]When I try to get through
[01:18.12]On the telephone to you
[01:24.48]There will be nobody home
[01:27.51][Verse 2: Roger Waters]
[01:34.29]I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
[01:39.54]And the inevitable pinhole burns
[01:44.34]All down the front of my favourite satin shirt
[01:52.59]I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
[01:57.03]I've got a silver spoon on a chain
[02:01.77]I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
[02:10.17]I've got wild staring eyes
[02:15.48]And I've got a strong urge to fly
[02:22.20]But I've got nowhere to fly to (Fly to, fly to, fly to...)
[02:30.96][Chorus 2: Roger Waters]
[02:33.69]Ooh, babe, when I pick up the phone
[02:43.86]("Surprise, surprise, surprise...")
[02:45.27]There's still nobody home
[02:47.40][Outro: Roger Waters ]
[02:51.39]I've got a pair of Gohills boots
[04:20.97]And I've got fading roots
[04:24.18]"Where the hell are you Simon?"
[04:24.96]*Shots*

作词 : Roger Waters/Sean Evans
作曲 : Roger Waters/Sean Evans
*Shots*
"It's Rabbit Leader. Are you receiving me?"
"Hello Rabbit Leader. Red Tree R3. Receiving loud and clear"
"Right. I'm driving on your tail and I want you to take apace evasion. Understood?"
"Understood"
I've got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
Got those swollen hand blues
I've got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from
I've got electric light
And I've got second sight
I've got amazing powers of observation
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There will be nobody home
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favourite satin shirt
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
I've got a silver spoon on a chain
I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I've got wild staring eyes
And I've got a strong urge to fly
But I've got nowhere to fly to (Fly to, fly to, fly to...)
Ooh, babe, when I pick up the phone
("Surprise, surprise, surprise...")
There's still nobody home
I've got a pair of Gohills boots
And I've got fading roots
"Where the hell are you Simon?"
*Shots*