ArianP92《The Gypsy Bard Version》歌词
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Intro Yee!Gypsy!? I'm not a gypsy, I'm a pastry chef! Those aren't even similar. Or are they..? Wanna hear the song I sing to my parents? Oh! Sorry. The song they sing to me? When you're rife with devastation There's a simple explanation: You're a toymaker's creation Trapped inside a crystal ball And whichever way he tilts it Know that we must be resilient We won't let them break our spirits As we sing our silly song When I was a little filly, a galloping blaze overtook my city So they shipped me off to the orphanage. Said, "ditch those roots if you wanna fit in" So I dug one thousand holes and cut a rug with orphan foals now Memories are blurred, and their faces are obscured, but I still， know the words to this song When you've bungled all your bangles And your loved ones have been mangled Listen to the jingle jangle Of my gypsy tambourine 'Cause these chords are hypnotizing And the whole world's harmonizing So please children stop your crying And just sing along with me. Don't forget your roots! That's what I did. But now I'm finally getting back in touch with my inner gypsy. And my magic candy told me your trip is gonna be the bomb! I've messed with time before! And there haven't been any noticeable consequences. Isn't that great? When you're rife with devastation There's a simple explanation: You're a toymaker's creation Trapped inside a crystal ball And whichever way he tilts it Know that we must be resilient We won't let them break our spirits As we sing our silly song When I was a little filly, a galloping blaze overtook my city So they shipped me off to the orphanage. Said, "ditch those roots if you wanna fit in" So I dug one thousand holes and cut a rug with orphan foals now Memories are blurred, and their faces are obscured, but I still, know the words to this song............ Outro |
[00:00.01]Intro [00:15.79] [00:33.68]Yee!Gypsy!? [00:35.77] [00:36.93]I'm not a gypsy, [00:38.03] [00:39.17]I'm a pastry chef! [00:40.58] [00:40.97]Those aren't even similar. [00:42.48] [00:43.57]Or are they..? [00:45.54] [01:00.97]Wanna hear the song I sing to my parents? [01:03.11] [01:03.34]Oh! Sorry. [01:04.49]The song they sing to me? [01:05.94] [01:08.03]When you're rife with devastation [01:10.12]There's a simple explanation: [01:12.14]You're a toymaker's creation [01:14.14]Trapped inside a crystal ball [01:15.97]And whichever way he tilts it [01:18.19]Know that we must be resilient [01:20.07]We won't let them break our spirits [01:22.17]As we sing our silly song [01:24.19] [01:40.71]When I was a little filly, [01:42.51]a galloping blaze overtook my city [01:44.37]So they shipped me off to the orphanage. [01:46.38]Said, "ditch those roots if you wanna fit in" [01:48.53]So I dug one thousand holes [01:50.58]and cut a rug with orphan foals now [01:52.57]Memories are blurred, [01:53.46]and their faces are obscured, [01:54.37]but I still， [01:54.91]know the words to this song [01:56.10]When you've bungled all your bangles [01:58.39]And your loved ones have been mangled [02:00.43]Listen to the jingle jangle [02:02.38]Of my gypsy tambourine [02:04.39]'Cause these chords are hypnotizing [02:06.30]And the whole world's harmonizing [02:08.32]So please children stop your crying [02:10.18]And just sing along with me. [02:12.03] [02:13.94]Don't forget your roots! [02:15.11] [02:15.51]That's what I did. [02:16.78]But now I'm finally getting back in touch with my inner gypsy. [02:19.74] [02:20.25]And my magic candy told me your trip is gonna be the bomb! [02:22.96] [02:45.07]I've messed with time before! [02:46.65] [02:47.01]And there haven't been any noticeable consequences. [02:49.98] [02:50.48]Isn't that great? [02:51.45] [03:00.35]When you're rife with devastation [03:02.35]There's a simple explanation: [03:04.24]You're a toymaker's creation [03:06.39]Trapped inside a crystal ball [03:08.28]And whichever way he tilts it [03:10.18]Know that we must be resilient [03:12.44]We won't let them break our spirits [03:14.38]As we sing our silly song [03:16.03] [03:16.79]When I was a little filly, [03:18.80]a galloping blaze overtook my city [03:20.84]So they shipped me off to the orphanage. [03:22.73]Said, "ditch those roots if you wanna fit in" [03:24.87]So I dug one thousand holes [03:26.83]and cut a rug with orphan foals now [03:28.79]Memories are blurred, [03:29.64]and their faces are obscured, [03:30.40]but I still, [03:30.92]know the words to this song............ [03:35.55] [03:35.60]Outro [03:52.40] |