歌曲 | Camelot Motel |
歌手 | Mary Gauthier |
专辑 | Filth & Fire |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gauthier, Powers | |
(Mary Gauthier/Keri Powers) | |
He's lying on the double bed acting self-assured | |
In his T-shirt ana his underwear he's barely said a word | |
She pours a cup of coffee lights the day's first cigarette | |
Picks up the phone and call her kids from the motel kitchenette | |
There's two guys moving slowly in the room across the hall | |
Both their heads are pounding from last night's alcohol | |
They met in a chat room then they took it here | |
They both go by pseudonyms and soon they'll disappear | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels | |
Come looking for the grace from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel | |
He met her at the pool hall the guys told him she was touched | |
Now she's ranting and she's raving about the Devil, Christ and such | |
He's thinking about the highway and the way she begged last night | |
He's wishing he had blown this dump before the morning light | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels Come | |
looking for the grace from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel | |
Lancelot and Guenivere bang their bedpost in my ear | |
Neon lights the castle walls bug lights in the entry halls | |
I lie awake with a troubled mind thinking 'bout what I left behind | |
Me and the royal denizens got damn good reasons for our sins | |
There's a couple counting money in room 124 | |
They're wrapping 10's and 20's throwing 1's down on the floor | |
They're strung out and nervous, they jump at every little sound | |
He keeps picking up his pistol then putting his pistol down | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels | |
Come looking for the grace | |
from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other | |
in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell |
zuo qu : Gauthier, Powers | |
Mary Gauthier Keri Powers | |
He' s lying on the double bed acting selfassured | |
In his Tshirt ana his underwear he' s barely said a word | |
She pours a cup of coffee lights the day' s first cigarette | |
Picks up the phone and call her kids from the motel kitchenette | |
There' s two guys moving slowly in the room across the hall | |
Both their heads are pounding from last night' s alcohol | |
They met in a chat room then they took it here | |
They both go by pseudonyms and soon they' ll disappear | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels | |
Come looking for the grace from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel | |
He met her at the pool hall the guys told him she was touched | |
Now she' s ranting and she' s raving about the Devil, Christ and such | |
He' s thinking about the highway and the way she begged last night | |
He' s wishing he had blown this dump before the morning light | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels Come | |
looking for the grace from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel | |
Lancelot and Guenivere bang their bedpost in my ear | |
Neon lights the castle walls bug lights in the entry halls | |
I lie awake with a troubled mind thinking ' bout what I left behind | |
Me and the royal denizens got damn good reasons for our sins | |
There' s a couple counting money in room 124 | |
They' re wrapping 10' s and 20' s throwing 1' s down on the floor | |
They' re strung out and nervous, they jump at every little sound | |
He keeps picking up his pistol then putting his pistol down | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels | |
Come looking for the grace | |
from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other | |
in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell |
zuò qǔ : Gauthier, Powers | |
Mary Gauthier Keri Powers | |
He' s lying on the double bed acting selfassured | |
In his Tshirt ana his underwear he' s barely said a word | |
She pours a cup of coffee lights the day' s first cigarette | |
Picks up the phone and call her kids from the motel kitchenette | |
There' s two guys moving slowly in the room across the hall | |
Both their heads are pounding from last night' s alcohol | |
They met in a chat room then they took it here | |
They both go by pseudonyms and soon they' ll disappear | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels | |
Come looking for the grace from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel | |
He met her at the pool hall the guys told him she was touched | |
Now she' s ranting and she' s raving about the Devil, Christ and such | |
He' s thinking about the highway and the way she begged last night | |
He' s wishing he had blown this dump before the morning light | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels Come | |
looking for the grace from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel | |
Lancelot and Guenivere bang their bedpost in my ear | |
Neon lights the castle walls bug lights in the entry halls | |
I lie awake with a troubled mind thinking ' bout what I left behind | |
Me and the royal denizens got damn good reasons for our sins | |
There' s a couple counting money in room 124 | |
They' re wrapping 10' s and 20' s throwing 1' s down on the floor | |
They' re strung out and nervous, they jump at every little sound | |
He keeps picking up his pistol then putting his pistol down | |
Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels | |
Come looking for the grace | |
from which they fell | |
They hold on to each other | |
in the darkness | |
The morning light is hell |