《Bitter Fingers》是Elton John演唱的歌曲，由Taupin、John Lissauer作詞，收錄於《Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Bitter Fingers
- 所屬專輯：Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy
- 歌曲原唱：Elton John
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
I'm going on the circuit
I'm doing all the clubs
And I really need a song boys
To stir those workers up
And get their wives to sing it
With me just like in the pubs
When I worked the good old pubs in Stepney
Oh could you knock a line
Or two together for a friend
Sentimental tear inducing with a happy end
And we need a tune
To open our season at Southend
Can you help us
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
So much to prove so few to tell you why
Those old die-hards
In Denmark Street start laughing
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
It seems to me a change is really needed
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars
Swinging stars
I like the warm blue flame
The hazy heat it brings
It loosens up the muscles
And forces you to sing
You know it's just another hit and run
From the tin pan alley twins
And there's a chance
That one day you might write a standard lads
So churn them out quick and fast
And we'll still pat your backs
`Cause we need what we can get to launch
Another dozen acts
Are you working
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
So much to prove so few to tell you why
Those old die-hards
In Denmark Street start laughing
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
It seems to me a change is really needed
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars
Swinging stars
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
So much to prove so few to tell you why
Those old die-hards
In Denmark Street start laughing
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
It seems to me a change is really needed
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars
Swinging stars
That one day you might write a standard lads
So churn them out quick and fast
And we'll still pat your backs
`Cause we need what we can get to launch
Another dozen acts
Are you working
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
So much to prove so few to tell you why
Those old die-hards
In Denmark Street start laughing
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
It seems to me a change is really needed
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars
Swinging stars
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
So much to prove so few to tell you why
Those old die-hards
In Denmark Street start laughing
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
It seems to me a change is really needed
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars
Swinging stars
