| 歌曲 | Bread from Heaven |
| 歌手 | Gene Loves Jezebel |
| 专辑 | From the Mouths of Babes |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Aston, Aston, Hudson | |
| Bread from Heaven | |
| From the depths, mutants crawling | |
| Sprawling from the caves | |
| And from this land they call our fathers' | |
| A chorus begs for bread | |
| I heard it called a wilderness | |
| This desert is man-made | |
| And the creatures mill around, bemused | |
| Asking who's to blame | |
| If the powers that be | |
| Truly believe in an eye for an eye | |
| And if the punishment should fit the crime | |
| Then the gallows await | |
| Bread from Heaven | |
| Powerless, we are powerless | |
| The ants must climb this towering locust | |
| Bringing it to its knees | |
| And we should crush this swollen insect | |
| And regain our dignity | |
| Yes, yes, flesh is carved with wraps and chain | |
| And on his flesh the calves of waste |
| zuo ci : Aston, Aston, Hudson | |
| Bread from Heaven | |
| From the depths, mutants crawling | |
| Sprawling from the caves | |
| And from this land they call our fathers' | |
| A chorus begs for bread | |
| I heard it called a wilderness | |
| This desert is manmade | |
| And the creatures mill around, bemused | |
| Asking who' s to blame | |
| If the powers that be | |
| Truly believe in an eye for an eye | |
| And if the punishment should fit the crime | |
| Then the gallows await | |
| Bread from Heaven | |
| Powerless, we are powerless | |
| The ants must climb this towering locust | |
| Bringing it to its knees | |
| And we should crush this swollen insect | |
| And regain our dignity | |
| Yes, yes, flesh is carved with wraps and chain | |
| And on his flesh the calves of waste |
| zuò cí : Aston, Aston, Hudson | |
| Bread from Heaven | |
| From the depths, mutants crawling | |
| Sprawling from the caves | |
| And from this land they call our fathers' | |
| A chorus begs for bread | |
| I heard it called a wilderness | |
| This desert is manmade | |
| And the creatures mill around, bemused | |
| Asking who' s to blame | |
| If the powers that be | |
| Truly believe in an eye for an eye | |
| And if the punishment should fit the crime | |
| Then the gallows await | |
| Bread from Heaven | |
| Powerless, we are powerless | |
| The ants must climb this towering locust | |
| Bringing it to its knees | |
| And we should crush this swollen insect | |
| And regain our dignity | |
| Yes, yes, flesh is carved with wraps and chain | |
| And on his flesh the calves of waste |