[00:00.00] 作词 : Neil Hannon
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Neil Hannon
[01:18.69]"birds and planes go
[01:22.20]Through the rainbow
[01:27.27]Every day though
[01:29.97]You simply refuse
[01:32.13]Old-fashioned ferris wheels
[01:33.45]Are no big deal
[01:41.43]They're just big wheels with chairs
[01:46.77]So don't be scared
[01:48.87]Just set yourself free"
[01:51.96]She tells me it's alright
[01:57.63]To open up my eyes
[02:02.25]She holds onto my hand
[02:05.49]And the clouds float by
[02:09.60]The couple in the car below
[02:13.77]They wave to us and say hello
[02:18.45]I think they understand
[02:19.62]The way we're feeling
[02:22.47]I don't need to say 'i love you'
[02:22.98]When we're floating
[02:23.34]So far up above
[02:39.87]Everyone else's lives
[02:40.62]Are intertwined
[02:40.98]With yours and mine
[02:53.25]I hope
[02:54.63]They find the joy
[02:56.73]That we have found
[02:59.58]She tells me it's alright
[03:01.59]To open up my eyes
[03:05.19]She holds onto my hand
[03:17.67]And the clouds race by
[03:18.12]The couple in the car above
[03:20.55]I suppose they think
[03:20.91]That we're in love
[03:21.54]I think they might be right
[03:28.29]And without warning when we're almost at the top
[03:30.93]The wheel that turns us all comes to a sudden stop.
[03:34.14]The wind that's blown us dies a quick and painless death
[03:37.32]The air gets clammy and we hold each other's breath
[03:40.32]We get the feeling that we're not alone in this
[03:43.50]And then a god who really ought not to exist
[03:46.68]Sticks out a great big hand
[03:48.30]And grabs me by the wrist
[03:49.83]And asks me "why?" and i say
[03:51.45]"well god, it's like this
[03:53.01]It may be arrogance
[03:54.54]Or just appalling taste
[03:56.34]But i'd rather use my pain than let it all go to waste
[03:59.40]On some old god who tells me what i want to hear
[04:02.55]As if i cannot tell obedience from fear
[04:05.88]I want to take my pleasures where and how i will,
[04:08.85]Be they disgraceful or distasteful or distilled
[04:12.33]And to be frank i find that life has more appeal
[04:15.24]Without a driver who's asleep behind the wheel"
[04:18.72]Then god decides that he has taken quite enough
[04:21.48]Of all this atheistic tosh i'm spouting off
[04:24.84]And so he calls upon his favourite angel choir
[04:27.99]To sing of times when men were filled with christian fire
[04:31.32]But over-zealous angels flap their wings too fast
[04:34.50]And cause the wind to blow and turn the wheel at last
[04:37.59]And soon my feet are safely back on solid ground
[04:40.74]And then i hear a voice say
[04:42.27]"don't look down!".

作词 : Neil Hannon
作曲 : Neil Hannon
"birds and planes go
Through the rainbow
Every day though
You simply refuse
Old-fashioned ferris wheels
Are no big deal
They're just big wheels with chairs
So don't be scared
Just set yourself free"
She tells me it's alright
To open up my eyes
She holds onto my hand
And the clouds float by
The couple in the car below
They wave to us and say hello
I think they understand
The way we're feeling
I don't need to say 'i love you'
When we're floating
So far up above
Everyone else's lives
Are intertwined
With yours and mine
I hope
They find the joy
That we have found
She tells me it's alright
To open up my eyes
She holds onto my hand
And the clouds race by
The couple in the car above
I suppose they think
That we're in love
I think they might be right
And without warning when we're almost at the top
The wheel that turns us all comes to a sudden stop.
The wind that's blown us dies a quick and painless death
The air gets clammy and we hold each other's breath
We get the feeling that we're not alone in this
And then a god who really ought not to exist
Sticks out a great big hand
And grabs me by the wrist
And asks me "why?" and i say
"well god, it's like this
It may be arrogance
Or just appalling taste
But i'd rather use my pain than let it all go to waste
On some old god who tells me what i want to hear
As if i cannot tell obedience from fear
I want to take my pleasures where and how i will,
Be they disgraceful or distasteful or distilled
And to be frank i find that life has more appeal
Without a driver who's asleep behind the wheel"
Then god decides that he has taken quite enough
Of all this atheistic tosh i'm spouting off
And so he calls upon his favourite angel choir
To sing of times when men were filled with christian fire
But over-zealous angels flap their wings too fast
And cause the wind to blow and turn the wheel at last
And soon my feet are safely back on solid ground
And then i hear a voice say
"don't look down!".