[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Kildea/Christopher Thomas Geddes/Richard William Colburn/Sarah Ann Martin/Stephen Thomas Jackson/Stuart Lee Murdoch
[00:00.23] 作曲 : Bob Kildea/Christopher Thomas Geddes/Richard William Colburn/Sarah Ann Martin/Stephen Thomas Jackson/Stuart Lee Murdoch
[00:00.47]Play For Today - Belle and Sebastian
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[00:30.25]Stuart：I'm in a play written today about a boy
[00:35.29]
[00:36.79]Who hides in attics when the sun is up
[00:39.79]
[00:40.78]Everyone is at work
[00:43.42]
[00:45.63]What will I do
[00:46.69]
[00:47.45]Where will I go
[00:48.57]
[00:49.25]Show me the way
[00:50.57]
[00:52.08]The truth the anger show me rules of thumb
[00:55.21]
[00:56.03]Show the way to grow old
[00:58.62]
[01:01.06]Love is a guide
[01:02.24]
[01:03.56]The endless river of the soul
[01:06.09]
[01:08.63]But we are mean
[01:09.79]
[01:11.27]The dried up riverbeds of rock and stone
[01:14.60]
[01:16.34]Lust is my friend
[01:17.58]
[01:18.84]She comes to me when I am tired
[01:21.25]
[01:24.01]Life is a rope death is a myth
[01:27.08]
[01:27.83]Love is a fraud it's misunderstood
[01:30.78]
[01:31.66]Work is a sentence family's a drag
[01:34.63]
[01:35.29]This house is a trap
[01:36.92]
[01:46.98]Dee Dee：I'm in a play written today about a girl
[01:59.59]
[02:01.10]She gets on perfectly with young and old
[02:04.32]
[02:05.30]Everybody loves her
[02:07.77]
[02:10.13]What would she wear the cut of her hair
[02:13.00]
[02:13.61]The way that she slides
[02:15.11]
[02:17.07]Gracefully into the working week
[02:19.50]
[02:20.23]She hides her baggage inside
[02:22.99]
[02:25.43]She's got a friend
[02:26.54]
[02:28.21]An ugly monster that will eat your face
[02:31.24]
[02:32.94]She hides her crime
[02:34.32]
[02:35.86]A hefty catalogue of wasted time
[02:38.95]
[02:40.61]She's got a friend
[02:41.92]
[02:43.37]A lonely monster that will prey on you
[02:46.58]
[02:48.50]Life is a secret death is a myth
[02:51.54]
[02:52.25]Love is a fraud it's misunderstood
[02:55.17]
[02:56.05]Work is a sentence family's a drag
[02:59.13]
[02:59.78]This house is a trap
[03:01.23]
[03:03.86]Life is a secret death is a myth
[03:06.82]
[03:07.50]Love is a fraud it's misunderstood
[03:10.57]
[03:11.48]Work is a sentence family's a drag
[03:14.54]
[03:15.22]This house is a trap
[03:16.78]
[03:46.70]Stuart：I'm in a play written today about a boy
[03:54.81]
[03:56.43]Tired and melancholy takes the weight
[03:59.52]
[04:00.28]Takes the weight of the world
[04:03.17]
[04:04.58]Dee Dee：I walked alone loving a song
[04:08.11]
[04:08.97]Walking the earth
[04:10.13]
[04:11.73]The worn-out sister who is twenty-three
[04:14.80]
[04:15.80]Dried and wrinkled alone
[04:18.21]
[04:20.46]I'll give you a month
[04:21.85]
[04:23.26]To see past shadows in your sacred night
[04:26.31]
[04:28.32]I'll give you a week
[04:29.58]
[04:30.91]To look Medusa in the eye
[04:33.78]
[04:35.93]I'll give you a month
[04:37.29]
[04:38.62]To notice heaven in the sight of stage
[04:42.66]
[04:59.61]Dee Dee：You're king inside your head
[05:04.67]
[05:09.33]You're sitting on the throne of sand
[05:12.60]
[05:17.04]You're pushing back the tide
[05:19.88]
[05:21.89]Stuart：So lift the mountain up
[05:27.28]
[05:32.34]So tie the writer's ribbons down
[05:35.54]
[05:40.22]Assemble all your troops
[05:42.72]
[05:44.56]Both：We go to war with metaphors
[05:50.88]
[05:55.77]And suddenly see sense
[05:57.91]
[05:59.37]And suddenly see sense
[06:01.70]
[06:03.18]And when you do I'll have the higher ground
[06:07.26]I'll have the higher ground
[06:08.76]
[06:11.19]You're not the king of me
[06:13.25]
[06:19.00]Stuart：I'll take my chance and play for tyranny
[06:21.80]
[06:26.49]I build the sets I light the scene
[06:29.46]
[06:34.28]We're prettier when we are on the screen
[06:38.12]Both：I build the sets I light the scene
[06:44.74]
[06:49.34]We're braver when we're on the sacred screen
[06:52.96]
[06:57.15]The backstage of your life
[06:59.27]
[07:04.85]Is filled with props and lines you should have sung
[07:08.40]
[07:12.56]The backstage of your life
[07:14.94]
[07:20.14]Is filled with echoes of the ones you love

作词 : Bob Kildea/Christopher Thomas Geddes/Richard William Colburn/Sarah Ann Martin/Stephen Thomas Jackson/Stuart Lee Murdoch
作曲 : Bob Kildea/Christopher Thomas Geddes/Richard William Colburn/Sarah Ann Martin/Stephen Thomas Jackson/Stuart Lee Murdoch
Play For Today - Belle and Sebastian
Stuart：I'm in a play written today about a boy
Who hides in attics when the sun is up
Everyone is at work
What will I do
Where will I go
Show me the way
The truth the anger show me rules of thumb
Show the way to grow old
Love is a guide
The endless river of the soul
But we are mean
The dried up riverbeds of rock and stone
Lust is my friend
She comes to me when I am tired
Life is a rope death is a myth
Love is a fraud it's misunderstood
Work is a sentence family's a drag
This house is a trap
Dee Dee：I'm in a play written today about a girl
She gets on perfectly with young and old
Everybody loves her
What would she wear the cut of her hair
The way that she slides
Gracefully into the working week
She hides her baggage inside
She's got a friend
An ugly monster that will eat your face
She hides her crime
A hefty catalogue of wasted time
She's got a friend
A lonely monster that will prey on you
Life is a secret death is a myth
Love is a fraud it's misunderstood
Work is a sentence family's a drag
This house is a trap
Life is a secret death is a myth
Love is a fraud it's misunderstood
Work is a sentence family's a drag
This house is a trap
Stuart：I'm in a play written today about a boy
Tired and melancholy takes the weight
Takes the weight of the world
Dee Dee：I walked alone loving a song
Walking the earth
The worn-out sister who is twenty-three
Dried and wrinkled alone
I'll give you a month
To see past shadows in your sacred night
I'll give you a week
To look Medusa in the eye
I'll give you a month
To notice heaven in the sight of stage
Dee Dee：You're king inside your head
You're sitting on the throne of sand
You're pushing back the tide
Stuart：So lift the mountain up
So tie the writer's ribbons down
Assemble all your troops
Both：We go to war with metaphors
And suddenly see sense
And suddenly see sense
And when you do I'll have the higher ground
I'll have the higher ground
You're not the king of me
Stuart：I'll take my chance and play for tyranny
I build the sets I light the scene
We're prettier when we are on the screen
Both：I build the sets I light the scene
We're braver when we're on the sacred screen
The backstage of your life
Is filled with props and lines you should have sung
The backstage of your life
Is filled with echoes of the ones you love