歌曲 | Little Baby Nothing (Album Version) |
歌手 | Manic Street Preachers |
专辑 | Forever Delayed |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
「LITTLE BABY NOTHING」 | |
written by James Dean Bradfield / Richard Edwards | |
Nicholas Allen Jones / Sean Moore | |
vocal by KOTOKO and Kazuya Takase | |
No one likes looking at you | |
Your lack of ego offends male mentality | |
They need your innocence | |
To steal vacant love and to destroy | |
Your beauty and virginity used like toys | |
My mind is dead, everybody loves me | |
Wants a slice of me | |
Hopelessly passive and compatible | |
Need to belong, oh the roads are scary | |
So hold me in your arms | |
I wanna be your only possenssion | |
Used, used, used by men | |
All they leave behind is money | |
Paper made out of broken twisted trees | |
Your pretty face offends | |
Because it's something real that I can't touch | |
Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower | |
No god reached me, | |
faded films and loving books | |
Black and white TV | |
All the world does not exist for me | |
And if I'm starving you can feed me lollipops | |
Your diet will crush me | |
My life just an old man's memory | |
Little baby nothing | |
Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty | |
Dress your life in Joathing | |
Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility | |
Little baby nothing | |
Sexually free, made up to break up | |
Assassinated beauty | |
Moths broken up, quenched at last | |
The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by | |
You are pure, you are snow | |
We are the useless sluts that they mould | |
Rock n' roll is our epiphany | |
Culture, alienation, boredom and despair | |
【 おわり 】 |
LITTLE BABY NOTHING | |
written by James Dean Bradfield Richard Edwards | |
Nicholas Allen Jones Sean Moore | |
vocal by KOTOKO and Kazuya Takase | |
No one likes looking at you | |
Your lack of ego offends male mentality | |
They need your innocence | |
To steal vacant love and to destroy | |
Your beauty and virginity used like toys | |
My mind is dead, everybody loves me | |
Wants a slice of me | |
Hopelessly passive and compatible | |
Need to belong, oh the roads are scary | |
So hold me in your arms | |
I wanna be your only possenssion | |
Used, used, used by men | |
All they leave behind is money | |
Paper made out of broken twisted trees | |
Your pretty face offends | |
Because it' s something real that I can' t touch | |
Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower | |
No god reached me, | |
faded films and loving books | |
Black and white TV | |
All the world does not exist for me | |
And if I' m starving you can feed me lollipops | |
Your diet will crush me | |
My life just an old man' s memory | |
Little baby nothing | |
Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty | |
Dress your life in Joathing | |
Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility | |
Little baby nothing | |
Sexually free, made up to break up | |
Assassinated beauty | |
Moths broken up, quenched at last | |
The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by | |
You are pure, you are snow | |
We are the useless sluts that they mould | |
Rock n' roll is our epiphany | |
Culture, alienation, boredom and despair | |
LITTLE BABY NOTHING | |
written by James Dean Bradfield Richard Edwards | |
Nicholas Allen Jones Sean Moore | |
vocal by KOTOKO and Kazuya Takase | |
No one likes looking at you | |
Your lack of ego offends male mentality | |
They need your innocence | |
To steal vacant love and to destroy | |
Your beauty and virginity used like toys | |
My mind is dead, everybody loves me | |
Wants a slice of me | |
Hopelessly passive and compatible | |
Need to belong, oh the roads are scary | |
So hold me in your arms | |
I wanna be your only possenssion | |
Used, used, used by men | |
All they leave behind is money | |
Paper made out of broken twisted trees | |
Your pretty face offends | |
Because it' s something real that I can' t touch | |
Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower | |
No god reached me, | |
faded films and loving books | |
Black and white TV | |
All the world does not exist for me | |
And if I' m starving you can feed me lollipops | |
Your diet will crush me | |
My life just an old man' s memory | |
Little baby nothing | |
Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty | |
Dress your life in Joathing | |
Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility | |
Little baby nothing | |
Sexually free, made up to break up | |
Assassinated beauty | |
Moths broken up, quenched at last | |
The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by | |
You are pure, you are snow | |
We are the useless sluts that they mould | |
Rock n' roll is our epiphany | |
Culture, alienation, boredom and despair | |