笨小笨The Dress Your Mother Wore to War歌词由Mary May演唱，出自专辑《Now Tell Me How You Break》，下面是《The Dress Your Mother Wore to War》完整版歌词！
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(There`s a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious
Makes you so sick at heart
That you can’t take part; you can’t even passively take part
And you’ve got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels
Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus
And you’ve got to make it stop
And you’ve got to indicate to the people who run it
To the people who own it, that unless you’re free
The machine will be prevented from working at all!)
Seven days a week
Four weeks of the month
All months of the year
It`s a lonely, lonely ride
You managed to fit the dress
By the time you were 16
You made a bit of a mess
Already 23
You wore that silly gown
When they asked to be impressed
You finished first
When was needed to be best
You opened wide and made no sound
None offended by sweet Plain Jane
Your silence slowly went around
No butterfly moved, no hurricane
And it`s seven days a week
Four weeks of the month
All months of the year
It`s a ruthless, pointless ride
You go to debt to get a loan
You get a loan to pay the debt
On a house you`ll most definitely burn down
On a bed in which you never slept
You use your nights to twist
Then turn and twist again
Cause it`s a lonely town, it`s a lonely ride
As now as it was then
You managed to fit the dress
Your mother wore to war
And although they heard „yes“
This time you said NO MORE
And it`s seven days a week
Four weeks of the month
All months of the year
But it`s your ride, and it`s your gun
And if you wanna draw your borders
You better take your skin to the market
Then chop more wood and carry water
Now let me hear you say no more, NO MORE
All months of the year, it`s a lonely ride
All months of the year, it`s a lonely ride
All months of the year, it`s a lonely ride
All months of the year, it`s a lonely ride
