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CAPTAIN JACK 歌詞
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Billy Joel
- 2003.11.6 リリース
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- Billy Joel
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- Billy Joel
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Saturday night and you're still hangin'
around
You're tired of livin' in your one-horse
town
Like to find a little hole in the ground for
a while
So you go to the Village in your tie-dye
jeans
And you stare at the junkies and the
closet queens
It's like some pornographic magazine
And you smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push and you'll be smiling
Your sister's gone out, she's on a date
And you just sit at home and masterbate
Your phone is gonna ring soon
But you just can't wait for that call
So you stand on the corner in your new
English clothes
And you look so polished from your hair
Down to your toes
Oh but still you're finger's gonna pick
your nose
After all
So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tapedeck and your brand
new Chevrolet
Aw there ain't no place to go anyway
What for
So you've got everything aw but
nothin's cool
They just found your father in the
swimming pool
And you guess you won't be goin' back to
school
Anymore
So you play your albums and you
smoke your pot
And you meet your girl friend in the
parkin' lot
But still you're achin' with the things you
haven't got
What went wrong
And if you can't understand
Why your world is so dead
Why you've got to keep in style
And feed your head
Well you're twenty-one
And still your mother makes your bed
And that s' too long
around
You're tired of livin' in your one-horse
town
Like to find a little hole in the ground for
a while
So you go to the Village in your tie-dye
jeans
And you stare at the junkies and the
closet queens
It's like some pornographic magazine
And you smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push and you'll be smiling
Your sister's gone out, she's on a date
And you just sit at home and masterbate
Your phone is gonna ring soon
But you just can't wait for that call
So you stand on the corner in your new
English clothes
And you look so polished from your hair
Down to your toes
Oh but still you're finger's gonna pick
your nose
After all
So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tapedeck and your brand
new Chevrolet
Aw there ain't no place to go anyway
What for
So you've got everything aw but
nothin's cool
They just found your father in the
swimming pool
And you guess you won't be goin' back to
school
Anymore
So you play your albums and you
smoke your pot
And you meet your girl friend in the
parkin' lot
But still you're achin' with the things you
haven't got
What went wrong
And if you can't understand
Why your world is so dead
Why you've got to keep in style
And feed your head
Well you're twenty-one
And still your mother makes your bed
And that s' too long