paroles de chanson Long John Silver - Jefferson Airplane
Long
John
Silver,
ring
in
his
ear,
He's
the
hero,
make
that
clear.
Does
the
same
thing
his
father
did,
Sailing
around
the
Caribbean,
Robbing
kings
with
his
talking
parrot,
This
time
I
think
he's
on
the
high
side.
Scabs
are
forming,
scraped
his
knee.
Guards
are
warning,
a
bad
man
is
free.
He's
like
electric
clock
that
needs
no
winding,
Keeps
the
time
without
your
hands.
Western
feet
need
no
binding,
Take
a
barefoot
run
through
old
Japan.
He's
seen
a
thousand
countries,
They're
all
the
same.
Some
men
are
crazy,
Some
of
them
sane.
But
all
men
are
ruled
by
a
flag
or
a
game,
And
he
knows
nobody's
got
you
if
you
don't
sign
your
name.
Long
John
Silver
serves
no
king.
No
land
holds
him,
that's
why
he
feels
like
singing.
Every
country
now
and
then,
Roars
like
Irish,
drunk
and
singing.
Every
monk
will
now
and
then
call
his
men
to
hear
the
wenches,
Night
bells
ringing.
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