woodstock? com'on
1969 年,Joni Mitchell 聽從經理人意見沒有去Woodstock,去了另一場表演;在家看電視報導時方才發現,錯過這寫進歷史的三天,如此邊哭邊寫成了 “Woodstock” the song.
Such sweet old song (well, in fact, never old): Woodstock by Joni Mitchell
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
I'm going to try an' get my soul free
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who I am
But you know life is for learning
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
back to the garden
(據說我們的旅發局為了振興旅遊,打算搞場香港胡士托。
如果只能用一個字形容Woodstock,唔係花與和平,唔係音樂和性,係「反」喎。
阿爺唔係要講和諧咩?咁,你地想點樣反法呢?反咩呢?
是但啦。不知者不罪,無知而又唔識死,或者負負得正,終於搞出個胡士托港,一天光哂。
到時最不滿,怕且係花生漫畫隻 woodstock,佢唯有仰天長嘯:咩唧?咩呀?)
Such sweet old song (well, in fact, never old): Woodstock by Joni Mitchell
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
I'm going to try an' get my soul free
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who I am
But you know life is for learning
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
back to the garden
(據說我們的旅發局為了振興旅遊,打算搞場香港胡士托。
如果只能用一個字形容Woodstock,唔係花與和平,唔係音樂和性,係「反」喎。
阿爺唔係要講和諧咩?咁,你地想點樣反法呢?反咩呢?
是但啦。不知者不罪,無知而又唔識死,或者負負得正,終於搞出個胡士托港,一天光哂。
到時最不滿,怕且係花生漫畫隻 woodstock,佢唯有仰天長嘯:咩唧?咩呀?)
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