歌曲 | Where Do We Go Now but Nowhere? |
歌手 | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
专辑 | The Boatman's Call |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cave | |
I remember a girl so very well | |
The carnival drums all mad in the air | |
Grim reapers and skeletons and a missionary bell | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
In a colonial hotel we fucked up the sun | |
And then we fucked it down again | |
Well the sun comes up and the sun goes down | |
Going round and round to nowhere | |
The kitten that padded and purred on my lap | |
Now swipes at my face with the paw of a bear | |
I turn the other cheek and you lay into that | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
Across clinical benches with nothing to talk | |
Breathing tea and biscuits and the Serenity Prayer | |
While the bones of our child crumble like chalk | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
I remember a girl so bold and so bright | |
Loose-limbed and laughing and brazen and bare | |
Sits gnawing her knuckles in the chemical light | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
You come for me now with a cake that you've made | |
Ravaged avenger with a clip in your hair | |
Full of glass and bleach and my old razorblades | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
If they'd give me my clothes back then I could go home | |
From this fresh, this clean, antiseptic air | |
Behind the locked gates an old donkey moans | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
Around the duck pond we grimly mope | |
Gloomily and mournfully we go rounds again | |
And one more doomed time and without much hope | |
Going round and around to nowhere | |
From the balcony we watched the carnival band | |
The crack of the drum a little child did scare | |
I can still feel his tiny fingers pressed in my hand | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
If I could relive one day of my life | |
If I could relive just a single one | |
You on the balcony, my future wife | |
O who could have known, but no one | |
O wake up, my love, my lover make up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover make up |
zuo ci : Cave | |
I remember a girl so very well | |
The carnival drums all mad in the air | |
Grim reapers and skeletons and a missionary bell | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
In a colonial hotel we fucked up the sun | |
And then we fucked it down again | |
Well the sun comes up and the sun goes down | |
Going round and round to nowhere | |
The kitten that padded and purred on my lap | |
Now swipes at my face with the paw of a bear | |
I turn the other cheek and you lay into that | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
Across clinical benches with nothing to talk | |
Breathing tea and biscuits and the Serenity Prayer | |
While the bones of our child crumble like chalk | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
I remember a girl so bold and so bright | |
Looselimbed and laughing and brazen and bare | |
Sits gnawing her knuckles in the chemical light | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
You come for me now with a cake that you' ve made | |
Ravaged avenger with a clip in your hair | |
Full of glass and bleach and my old razorblades | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
If they' d give me my clothes back then I could go home | |
From this fresh, this clean, antiseptic air | |
Behind the locked gates an old donkey moans | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
Around the duck pond we grimly mope | |
Gloomily and mournfully we go rounds again | |
And one more doomed time and without much hope | |
Going round and around to nowhere | |
From the balcony we watched the carnival band | |
The crack of the drum a little child did scare | |
I can still feel his tiny fingers pressed in my hand | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
If I could relive one day of my life | |
If I could relive just a single one | |
You on the balcony, my future wife | |
O who could have known, but no one | |
O wake up, my love, my lover make up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover make up |
zuò cí : Cave | |
I remember a girl so very well | |
The carnival drums all mad in the air | |
Grim reapers and skeletons and a missionary bell | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
In a colonial hotel we fucked up the sun | |
And then we fucked it down again | |
Well the sun comes up and the sun goes down | |
Going round and round to nowhere | |
The kitten that padded and purred on my lap | |
Now swipes at my face with the paw of a bear | |
I turn the other cheek and you lay into that | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
Across clinical benches with nothing to talk | |
Breathing tea and biscuits and the Serenity Prayer | |
While the bones of our child crumble like chalk | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
I remember a girl so bold and so bright | |
Looselimbed and laughing and brazen and bare | |
Sits gnawing her knuckles in the chemical light | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
You come for me now with a cake that you' ve made | |
Ravaged avenger with a clip in your hair | |
Full of glass and bleach and my old razorblades | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover wake up | |
If they' d give me my clothes back then I could go home | |
From this fresh, this clean, antiseptic air | |
Behind the locked gates an old donkey moans | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
Around the duck pond we grimly mope | |
Gloomily and mournfully we go rounds again | |
And one more doomed time and without much hope | |
Going round and around to nowhere | |
From the balcony we watched the carnival band | |
The crack of the drum a little child did scare | |
I can still feel his tiny fingers pressed in my hand | |
O where do we go now but nowhere | |
If I could relive one day of my life | |
If I could relive just a single one | |
You on the balcony, my future wife | |
O who could have known, but no one | |
O wake up, my love, my lover make up | |
O wake up, my love, my lover make up |