歌曲 | Grief Came Riding |
歌手 | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
专辑 | B-Sides & Rarities |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
A grief came riding | |
On the wind | |
Up the [sullen] river | |
Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open | |
When I felt it entering | |
I began thinkin' about our wedding day | |
And how love was [avowed] | |
I was thinkin' about the chamber door | |
Only we can enter now | |
I began thinkin' about our ancient friends | |
And of kissin’ them goodbye | |
And then the wind blew under | |
Battersea bridge | |
And a tear broke from my eye | |
I started thinkin' about | |
London [HOW] nothing good ever came from this town and if the | |
Thames weren’t so filthy | |
I would jump in the river and drown | |
Don't be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I'm just sittin' here | |
Thinking aloud [A grief came riding on the wind up the river where the bridges crouch blowin' people back and forth from the marital bed to the psychiatric couch] | |
Blowin' people far apart | |
Blowin' others so they collide | |
Blowin’ some poor bastard right out of the water blowin’ another one over the side | |
Hear the ancient iron bridge | |
And listen to it groan with the weight of a thousand people | |
Leavin' or returning home | |
To their failures | |
To their boredoms | |
To their husbands | |
And their [wives] who are carving them up for dinner before they even arrive | |
Don't be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I'm just sittin' here [Thinking aloud] | |
NOW look there just [BELOW] the water | |
See the saviour of the human race, [with] the fishes and the frogs, | |
Has found his final resting place | |
Don't be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I'm just sittin' here [Thinking loud] |
A grief came riding | |
On the wind | |
Up the sullen river | |
Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open | |
When I felt it entering | |
I began thinkin' about our wedding day | |
And how love was avowed | |
I was thinkin' about the chamber door | |
Only we can enter now | |
I began thinkin' about our ancient friends | |
And of kissin' them goodbye | |
And then the wind blew under | |
Battersea bridge | |
And a tear broke from my eye | |
I started thinkin' about | |
London HOW nothing good ever came from this town and if the | |
Thames weren' t so filthy | |
I would jump in the river and drown | |
Don' t be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I' m just sittin' here | |
Thinking aloud A grief came riding on the wind up the river where the bridges crouch blowin' people back and forth from the marital bed to the psychiatric couch | |
Blowin' people far apart | |
Blowin' others so they collide | |
Blowin' some poor bastard right out of the water blowin' another one over the side | |
Hear the ancient iron bridge | |
And listen to it groan with the weight of a thousand people | |
Leavin' or returning home | |
To their failures | |
To their boredoms | |
To their husbands | |
And their wives who are carving them up for dinner before they even arrive | |
Don' t be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I' m just sittin' here Thinking aloud | |
NOW look there just BELOW the water | |
See the saviour of the human race, with the fishes and the frogs, | |
Has found his final resting place | |
Don' t be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I' m just sittin' here Thinking loud |
A grief came riding | |
On the wind | |
Up the sullen river | |
Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open | |
When I felt it entering | |
I began thinkin' about our wedding day | |
And how love was avowed | |
I was thinkin' about the chamber door | |
Only we can enter now | |
I began thinkin' about our ancient friends | |
And of kissin' them goodbye | |
And then the wind blew under | |
Battersea bridge | |
And a tear broke from my eye | |
I started thinkin' about | |
London HOW nothing good ever came from this town and if the | |
Thames weren' t so filthy | |
I would jump in the river and drown | |
Don' t be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I' m just sittin' here | |
Thinking aloud A grief came riding on the wind up the river where the bridges crouch blowin' people back and forth from the marital bed to the psychiatric couch | |
Blowin' people far apart | |
Blowin' others so they collide | |
Blowin' some poor bastard right out of the water blowin' another one over the side | |
Hear the ancient iron bridge | |
And listen to it groan with the weight of a thousand people | |
Leavin' or returning home | |
To their failures | |
To their boredoms | |
To their husbands | |
And their wives who are carving them up for dinner before they even arrive | |
Don' t be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I' m just sittin' here Thinking aloud | |
NOW look there just BELOW the water | |
See the saviour of the human race, with the fishes and the frogs, | |
Has found his final resting place | |
Don' t be afraid | |
Come on down | |
I' m just sittin' here Thinking loud |