笨小笨Plastic Pattern People (Original)歌词由Gil Scott-Heron演唱，出自专辑《Small Talk at 125th and Lenox》，下面是《Plastic Pattern People (Original)》完整版歌词！
Plastic Pattern People (Original)歌词完整版
Glad to get high and see the slow motion world
Just to reach and touch the half notes floating
Dave Brubeck
We come now frantically searching for Thomas Moore rainbow villages
Up on suddenly
Charlie Mingus
And our man
Abdul Malik
To add bass to a bottomless pit of insecurity
You may be plastic because you never meditate
About the bottom of glasses The third side of your universe
Add on
Alice Coltrane
And her cosmic strains
Still no vocal on blue black horizons
Your plasticity is tested by a formless assault
The sun can answer questions in tune to all your sacrifices
But why would our new jazz age give us no more mind expanding puzzles
Enter
John
Blow from under always and never so that the morning the sun
May scream of brain bending saxophones
The third world arrives with
Yusef Lateef
And
Pharaoh Saunders
With oboes straining to touch the core of your unknown soul
Ravi Shankar
Comes with strings attached prepared to stabilize your seventh sense
Your black rhythm
Up and down a silly ladder run the notes without the words
Words are important for the mind but the notes are for the soul
Miles Davis
So what
Cannonball
Fiddler
Mercy
Dexter Gordon
One Flight Up
Donald Byrd
Playing Cristo but what about words
Would you like to survive on sadness Call on
Ella
And Jose Happiness
Drift with
Smokey
Bill Medley
Bobby Taylor
And
Otis Redding
Soul music where frustrations are washed by drums
Nina
And
Miriam
Congo Mongo Beat me senseless bongo Tonto
Flash through dream worlds of STP and LSD
Speed kills and sometimes musics call is frustrated
And the black man is confused
Our speed is our life pace much too fast not good
I beg you to escape and live and hear all of the real
Until a call comes for you to cry elsewhere
We must all cry but tell me
Must our tears be white
