[00:00.000] 作词 : Matt Johnson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Matt Johnson
[00:15.614]Beneath the old iron bridges
[00:17.120]across the Victorian parks
[00:19.881]And all the frightened people running home before dark
[00:22.644]Past the Saturday morning cinema
[00:24.653]that lies crumbling to the ground
[00:26.662]And the piss stinking shopping center
[00:28.921]in the new side of town
[00:30.428]I've come to smell the seasons change
[00:33.943]and watch the city
[00:36.203]as the sun goes down again
[00:41.728]Here comes another winter of long shadows
[00:45.747]and high hopes
[00:49.262]Here comes another winter waitin' for utopia，
[00:54.282]waitin' for hell to freeze over
[01:05.325]This is the land where nothing changes,
[01:08.590]the land of red buses and blue blooded babies
[01:13.109]This is the place, where pensioners are raped,
[01:16.122]and the hearts are being cut from the welfare state
[01:20.139]Let the poor drink the milk
[01:21.645]while the rich eat the honey
[01:23.653]Let the bums count their blessings
[01:25.660]while they count the money
[01:45.497]So many people
[01:46.753]can't express what's on their minds
[01:49.012]Nobody knows them and nobody ever will
[01:52.023]until their backs are broken
[01:54.282]and their dreams are stolen
[01:56.291]and they can't get what they want
[01:58.048]then they're gonna get angry
[01:59.804]Well it ain't written in the papers
[02:02.062]but it's written on the walls
[02:03.820]—the way this country is divided to fall
[02:07.332]So the cranes are moving on the skyline
[02:11.348]trying to knock down this town
[02:15.112]But the stains on the heartland
[02:17.372]can never be removed
[02:19.129]from this country that's sick,
[02:21.138]sad, and confused
[02:30.467]Here comes another winter of long shadows
[02:34.233]and high hopes
[02:37.748]Here comes another winter waitin' for utopia
[02:43.022]waitin' for hell to freeze over
[03:16.162]The ammunition's being passed
[03:18.420]and the lords been praised
[03:20.428]But the wars on the televisions
[03:22.185]will never be explained
[03:23.943]All the bankers gettin' sweaty
[03:25.956]beneath their white collars
[03:27.964]as the pound in our pocket
[03:29.719]turns into a dollar
[03:32.230]This is the 51st state of the U.S.A.
[03:39.760]This is the 51st state of the U.S.A.
[03:47.294]This is the 51st state of the U.S.A.

作词 : Matt Johnson
作曲 : Matt Johnson
Beneath the old iron bridges
across the Victorian parks
And all the frightened people running home before dark
Past the Saturday morning cinema
that lies crumbling to the ground
And the piss stinking shopping center
in the new side of town
I've come to smell the seasons change
and watch the city
as the sun goes down again
Here comes another winter of long shadows
and high hopes
Here comes another winter waitin' for utopia，
waitin' for hell to freeze over
This is the land where nothing changes,
the land of red buses and blue blooded babies
This is the place, where pensioners are raped,
and the hearts are being cut from the welfare state
Let the poor drink the milk
while the rich eat the honey
Let the bums count their blessings
while they count the money
So many people
can't express what's on their minds
Nobody knows them and nobody ever will
until their backs are broken
and their dreams are stolen
and they can't get what they want
then they're gonna get angry
Well it ain't written in the papers
but it's written on the walls
—the way this country is divided to fall
So the cranes are moving on the skyline
trying to knock down this town
But the stains on the heartland
can never be removed
from this country that's sick,
sad, and confused
Here comes another winter of long shadows
and high hopes
Here comes another winter waitin' for utopia
waitin' for hell to freeze over
The ammunition's being passed
and the lords been praised
But the wars on the televisions
will never be explained
All the bankers gettin' sweaty
beneath their white collars
as the pound in our pocket
turns into a dollar
This is the 51st state of the U.S.A.
This is the 51st state of the U.S.A.
This is the 51st state of the U.S.A.