King of Birds歌词

作曲 : William T. Berry/J. Michael Stipe/Peter L. Buck/Mike Mills

A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler's stone

A mean idea to call my own

Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young
There's time to teach, point to point,
Point observation, children carry reservations

Standing on the shoulders of giants,

Leaves me cold, leaves me cold

A mean idea to call my own,

A hundred million birds fly

Singer sing me a given,

Singer sing me a song

Standing on the shoulders of
Giants everybody's looking on

Standing on the shoulders
Of giants leaves me cold

A mean idea to call my own,

A hundred million birds fly away, away, away

I am king of all I see,

My kingdom for a voice

Old man don't lay so still,
You're not yet young
There's time to teach,
Point to point
Point observation,

Children carry reservations

Standing on the shoulders of giants,

Leaves me cold, leaves me cold

A main idea to call my own,

A hundred million birds fly away, away, away

Everybody hit the ground,

Everybody hit the ground

Everybody hit the ground,

Everybody hit the ground

Everybody hit the ground,

Everybody hit the ground,