标题:If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next
标签:总谱
艺人:Manic Street Preachers
专辑:This Is My Truth Tell Me Yours
作词:Bradfield, Jones, Moore
作曲:Manic Street Preachers
制谱人:S閎astien Wautelet
节拍:♩ = 96
和弦:Am Em F C G Dm
音轨:
- James (Rhythm) - 钢弦吉他 Acoustic Guitar(steel)
- James (Lead) - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
- Nicky (Bass) - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
- Sean (Drums) - 敲击乐器
注释:The future teaches you tobe aloneThepresent to be afraid and coldSoif I can shoot rabbitsthenI can shoot fascistsBullet for your braintodayButwe'll forget it all againMonu--ments put from pen to paperturns me into a gutless wonderAnd if youtolerate thisthen your children will benextAnd if youtolerate thisthen your children will benextWill be next, willbe next, will be nextGravity keeps myhead downOris it maybe shameAtbeing so youngandbeing so vainHoles in your headtodayButI'm a pacifistI've wa--lked La Ramblasbut not with real intentAnd if youtolerate thisthen your children will benextAnd if youtolerate thisthen your children will benextWill be next, willbe next, will be nextAnd onthe street tonightan old manplaysWithnewspapers, cuttingsof his glorydaysAnd if youtolerate thisthen your children will benextAnd if youtolerate thisthen your children will benextWill be next, willbe next, will be next
标记:IntroVerseChorusVerseChorusSoloBridgeChorus
歌词:
the future teaches you to be alone
the present to be afraid and cold
so if i can shoot rabbits
then i can shoot fascists
bullets for your brain today
but well forget it all again
monuments put from pen to paper
turns me into a gutless wonder
and if you tolerate this
then your children will be next
and if you tolerate this
then your children will be next
will be next
will be next
will be next
gravity keeps my head down
or is it maybe shame
at being so young and being so vain
holes in your head today
but im a pacifist
ive walked la ramblas
but not with real intent
and if you tolerate this
then your children will be next
and if you tolerate this
then your children will be next
will be next
will be next
will be next
will be next
and on the street tonight an old man plays
with newspaper cuttings of his glory days
and if you tolerate this
then your children will be next
and if you tolerate this
then your children will be next
will be next
will be next
will be next
