| 歌曲 | Touched by Jesus |
| 歌手 | All About Eve |
| 专辑 | Touched by Jesus |
| 作词 : Cousin, Price, Regan ... | |
| Have you ever wondered much at all | |
| About your behaviour, | |
| Or worried about the role you play, | |
| Grey against the scenery ? | |
| Black cloud calls by, | |
| Black cloud, blue sky | |
| Black birds, your words, | |
| Too dark to fly. | |
| When reason starts to fade and fall away | |
| I want to take a gun to you. | |
| Rain another day... | |
| While we move as angels, | |
| Gather up your blues and clear the way. | |
| I hate the games you play | |
| While we're touched by Jesus, | |
| Gather up your blues | |
| And get out of the way. | |
| Sand invades your shoes like a desert | |
| It's nothing to die about. | |
| And our heels are high enough | |
| To crush the lizard | |
| Take 'em off and shake it out. | |
| The sting in the tail | |
| Is destined to fail | |
| Our skin, takes in no poison. | |
| "So the next time you're out stumbling across | |
| my little piece of sky, and we know we're | |
| in a state of grace and we know we're in | |
| a state of mind; and we know we're part | |
| of the state of art and all we really want | |
| to be, is free... you've got to receive, you've | |
| got to receive what the spirit says... you've | |
| got to believe what the spirit says... | |
| and she says..." | |
| Rain another day | |
| While we move as angels | |
| Gather up your views and clear the way | |
| I hate the games you play. | |
| While we're touched by Jesus | |
| Gather up your blues and get out of the way |
| zuò cí : Cousin, Price, Regan ... | |
| Have you ever wondered much at all | |
| About your behaviour, | |
| Or worried about the role you play, | |
| Grey against the scenery ? | |
| Black cloud calls by, | |
| Black cloud, blue sky | |
| Black birds, your words, | |
| Too dark to fly. | |
| When reason starts to fade and fall away | |
| I want to take a gun to you. | |
| Rain another day... | |
| While we move as angels, | |
| Gather up your blues and clear the way. | |
| I hate the games you play | |
| While we' re touched by Jesus, | |
| Gather up your blues | |
| And get out of the way. | |
| Sand invades your shoes like a desert | |
| It' s nothing to die about. | |
| And our heels are high enough | |
| To crush the lizard | |
| Take ' em off and shake it out. | |
| The sting in the tail | |
| Is destined to fail | |
| Our skin, takes in no poison. | |
| " So the next time you' re out stumbling across | |
| my little piece of sky, and we know we' re | |
| in a state of grace and we know we' re in | |
| a state of mind and we know we' re part | |
| of the state of art and all we really want | |
| to be, is free... you' ve got to receive, you' ve | |
| got to receive what the spirit says... you' ve | |
| got to believe what the spirit says... | |
| and she says..." | |
| Rain another day | |
| While we move as angels | |
| Gather up your views and clear the way | |
| I hate the games you play. | |
| While we' re touched by Jesus | |
| Gather up your blues and get out of the way |