Ooh, the lonely boys
In their towers of faith
Oh, the lonely boys
Locked in their towers of faith
The prophet reclined on the Golan Heights
Oh, the lonely boys
He said, this land is my land to the Shiites
Oh, the lonely boys
And Jehova looked up from the Sea of Galilee beneath
He said,
" I see you, you thief!"
This land is my land
And this sand is my sand
And this band is my band
Oh, the lonely boys
Lookin' over their shoulder
Checkin out every boulder in the park
Where the gates are closed from hate
After dark
And the Pope rolled up in his armored van
He fell on his knees and kissed the land
He said something that I did not understand
It was in polish
Then up stepped an aide
He said, I will translate
Here is what His Holiness said:
" I am the Chief Jesuit.
This land is Jesus' land.
And that is all, all that there is to it."
Hail Mary
Mother of God
And in New York City
The business man in his mohair suit
In the world trade center
Puffs on his cheroot
And he said,
" Well, I don't care who owns the desert sands.
My brief is with the hydrocarbons underneath."
And the sea of battle rages
Around the ancient tombs
And Mother Nature licks her wounds
And the lonely boys locked in their towers of faith
Who are nervous in the park
When the gates are closed after dark
Oh, the lonely boys
In their towers of faith
Oh, the lonely boys
Locked in their towers of faith
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00]Ooh, the lonely boys
[00:07.38]In their towers of faith
[00:14.46]Oh, the lonely boys
[00:21.45]Locked in their towers of faith
[00:29.37]The prophet reclined on the Golan Heights
[00:35.88]Oh, the lonely boys
[00:41.40]He said, this land is my land to the Shiites
[00:50.07]Oh, the lonely boys
[00:57.84]And Jehova looked up from the Sea of Galilee beneath
[01:02.82]He said,
[01:03.87]" I see you, you thief!"
[01:10.05]This land is my land
[01:13.38]And this sand is my sand
[01:16.92]And this band is my band
[01:20.28]Oh, the lonely boys
[01:24.15]Lookin' over their shoulder
[01:27.72]Checkin out every boulder in the park
[01:32.25]Where the gates are closed from hate
[01:36.18]After dark
[01:40.56]And the Pope rolled up in his armored van
[01:47.25]He fell on his knees and kissed the land
[01:54.33]He said something that I did not understand
[01:58.77]It was in polish
[02:00.99]Then up stepped an aide
[02:02.46]He said, I will translate
[02:06.36]Here is what His Holiness said:
[02:08.88]" I am the Chief Jesuit.
[02:14.04]This land is Jesus' land.
[02:17.40]And that is all, all that there is to it."
[02:27.33]Hail Mary
[02:32.46]Mother of God
[02:49.47]And in New York City
[02:52.53]The business man in his mohair suit
[02:56.07]In the world trade center
[02:58.26]Puffs on his cheroot
[03:03.21]And he said,
[03:04.20]" Well, I don't care who owns the desert sands.
[03:09.42]My brief is with the hydrocarbons underneath."
[03:19.89]And the sea of battle rages
[03:21.66]Around the ancient tombs
[03:23.31]And Mother Nature licks her wounds
[03:26.28]And the lonely boys locked in their towers of faith
[03:29.61]Who are nervous in the park
[03:31.50]When the gates are closed after dark
[04:51.78]Oh, the lonely boys
[04:59.01]In their towers of faith
[05:06.06]Oh, the lonely boys
[05:12.96]Locked in their towers of faith
Ooh, the lonely boys
In their towers of faith
Oh, the lonely boys
Locked in their towers of faith
The prophet reclined on the Golan Heights
Oh, the lonely boys
He said, this land is my land to the Shiites
Oh, the lonely boys
And Jehova looked up from the Sea of Galilee beneath
He said,
" I see you, you thief!"
This land is my land
And this sand is my sand
And this band is my band
Oh, the lonely boys
Lookin' over their shoulder
Checkin out every boulder in the park
Where the gates are closed from hate
After dark
And the Pope rolled up in his armored van
He fell on his knees and kissed the land
He said something that I did not understand
It was in polish
Then up stepped an aide
He said, I will translate
Here is what His Holiness said:
" I am the Chief Jesuit.
This land is Jesus' land.
And that is all, all that there is to it."
Hail Mary
Mother of God
And in New York City
The business man in his mohair suit
In the world trade center
Puffs on his cheroot
And he said,
" Well, I don't care who owns the desert sands.
My brief is with the hydrocarbons underneath."
And the sea of battle rages
Around the ancient tombs
And Mother Nature licks her wounds
And the lonely boys locked in their towers of faith
Who are nervous in the park
When the gates are closed after dark
Oh, the lonely boys
In their towers of faith
Oh, the lonely boys
Locked in their towers of faith
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00]Ooh, the lonely boys
[00:07.38]In their towers of faith
[00:14.46]Oh, the lonely boys
[00:21.45]Locked in their towers of faith
[00:29.37]The prophet reclined on the Golan Heights
[00:35.88]Oh, the lonely boys
[00:41.40]He said, this land is my land to the Shiites
[00:50.07]Oh, the lonely boys
[00:57.84]And Jehova looked up from the Sea of Galilee beneath
[01:02.82]He said,
[01:03.87]" I see you, you thief!"
[01:10.05]This land is my land
[01:13.38]And this sand is my sand
[01:16.92]And this band is my band
[01:20.28]Oh, the lonely boys
[01:24.15]Lookin' over their shoulder
[01:27.72]Checkin out every boulder in the park
[01:32.25]Where the gates are closed from hate
[01:36.18]After dark
[01:40.56]And the Pope rolled up in his armored van
[01:47.25]He fell on his knees and kissed the land
[01:54.33]He said something that I did not understand
[01:58.77]It was in polish
[02:00.99]Then up stepped an aide
[02:02.46]He said, I will translate
[02:06.36]Here is what His Holiness said:
[02:08.88]" I am the Chief Jesuit.
[02:14.04]This land is Jesus' land.
[02:17.40]And that is all, all that there is to it."
[02:27.33]Hail Mary
[02:32.46]Mother of God
[02:49.47]And in New York City
[02:52.53]The business man in his mohair suit
[02:56.07]In the world trade center
[02:58.26]Puffs on his cheroot
[03:03.21]And he said,
[03:04.20]" Well, I don't care who owns the desert sands.
[03:09.42]My brief is with the hydrocarbons underneath."
[03:19.89]And the sea of battle rages
[03:21.66]Around the ancient tombs
[03:23.31]And Mother Nature licks her wounds
[03:26.28]And the lonely boys locked in their towers of faith
[03:29.61]Who are nervous in the park
[03:31.50]When the gates are closed after dark
[04:51.78]Oh, the lonely boys
[04:59.01]In their towers of faith
[05:06.06]Oh, the lonely boys
[05:12.96]Locked in their towers of faith