# 歌词

曲名:Salt,Pepper,Birds,and曲名:Salt,Pepper,Birds,and thethe ThoughtThought PolicePolice
作词:Cassie作词: Cassie WeiWei
作曲:Yamato作曲: Yamato Kasai/CassieKasai/Cassie WeiWei
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Bamboo basket, reflector, working brakes,
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Never forget your helmet, trusty Mips
See ya, I’m off to the morning market,
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Thirty-three lemons,
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A healthy looking chicken and a dozen of free range eggs,
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Thanks, keep the change,
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Whistling a tune, (Attempting) pffhw,
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I’m home,
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What a perfect day,
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I hanged the sheets out in the yard,
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Oiled up my baking tray,
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Thinking about you, Mother,
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To recite her famous words,
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All you need are salt and pepper,
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To taste the happiness of life forever,
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Then the moon rose,
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And creamed lemon chicken roasted in the oven,
Men in black kicked down my front door,
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Hey! Who? What? Why?
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“You violated act 617 - Illegal Thoughts”,
“You’re under arrest”,
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We all know the real answer was,
“You shouldn’t have been born the way you are”,
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And we’re packed in a cargo choo choo train,
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Squeezing against the bodies similar to me,
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With tears rolling down our faces,
We began to sing,
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“They can never take anything from our souls”,
Louder and louder,
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“They can never take anything from our souls”,
Louder and louder,
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They shaved off my hair,
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Fed me a foreign language,
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Looking on the bright side, I’m alive,
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I still remember all the people I love,
So come at me, and do your worst,
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All this pain and suffer,
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Don’t stand a chance against our iron hearts
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As the morning came and went,
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And the people stayed and left,
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And the earth went ‘round and around,
The stars never looked so kind,
The wind ever so fragrant,
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Through the tiny slit on the wall,
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Every night I was invited to watch,
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A theatre played by moonlit birds,
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They spread their wings,
Carrying our silenced voices,
Singing our historic songs,
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Letting everyone in the future know,
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That we existed,
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What a perfect night,
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I felt the urge to write a book,
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Pass down my life,
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Until recently, time didn’t feel so fast,
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With my bloody finger tip,
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All I needed were sticks and paper,
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I started to write, poems after poems,
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Then the moonlit birds came to meet me,
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They stole the key and opened the gates,
We’re finally free,
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I picked up my bicycle,
Riding home to Mother,
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Writing my delusion world,
I saw a version of heaven,
Where I sat in my yard,
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Reading a paperback print of my book,
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On a hillside, your little fist clutching sweat,
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Walking to the memorial park,
You put down freshly cut white chrysanthemums,
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A former Thought Police lowers her hat,
Children lying on the grass,
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Singing to poems written by me。
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歌词注释区

Mips:本意指计算机 CPU 速度的度量;这里暗指了歌曲所在的世界背景,即科技十分先进。

Thirty-three:33 在西方文化中被称为 “天使数字”

617: 这个数字在作者往期歌曲中也出现过,暂时不太清楚意义,或许就是单纯的喜欢 617 吧

iron hearts: 暗指了主角是机器人,与上文 “You shouldn’t have been born the way you are” 做解释,即主人公被捉的真正原因 —— 不允许出现非人类知性个体

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