歌曲 | Hand In Glove |
歌手 | The Smiths |
专辑 | Same Day Again |
作词 : Marr, Morrissey | |
Hand in glove | |
The sun shines out of our behinds | |
No, it's not like any other love | |
This one is different - because it's us | |
Hand in glove | |
We can go wherever we please | |
And everything depends upon | |
How near you stand to me | |
And if the people stare | |
Then the people stare | |
Oh, i really don't know and i really don't care | |
Kiss my shades | |
Hand in glove | |
The good people laugh | |
Yes, we may be hidden by rags | |
But we've something they'll never have | |
Hand in glove | |
The sun shines out of our behinds | |
Yes, we may be hidden by rags | |
But we've something they'll never have | |
And if the people stare | |
Then the people stare | |
Oh, i really don't know and i really don't care | |
Kiss my shades ... oh ... | |
So, hand in glove i stake my claim | |
I'll fight to the last breath | |
If they dare touch a hair on your head | |
I'll fight to the last breath | |
For the good life is out there somewhere | |
So stay on my arm, you little charmer | |
But i know my luck too well | |
Yes, i know my luck too well | |
And i'll probably never see you again | |
I'll probably never see you again | |
I'll probably never see you again | |
Oh ... |
zuò cí : Marr, Morrissey | |
Hand in glove | |
The sun shines out of our behinds | |
No, it' s not like any other love | |
This one is different because it' s us | |
Hand in glove | |
We can go wherever we please | |
And everything depends upon | |
How near you stand to me | |
And if the people stare | |
Then the people stare | |
Oh, i really don' t know and i really don' t care | |
Kiss my shades | |
Hand in glove | |
The good people laugh | |
Yes, we may be hidden by rags | |
But we' ve something they' ll never have | |
Hand in glove | |
The sun shines out of our behinds | |
Yes, we may be hidden by rags | |
But we' ve something they' ll never have | |
And if the people stare | |
Then the people stare | |
Oh, i really don' t know and i really don' t care | |
Kiss my shades ... oh ... | |
So, hand in glove i stake my claim | |
I' ll fight to the last breath | |
If they dare touch a hair on your head | |
I' ll fight to the last breath | |
For the good life is out there somewhere | |
So stay on my arm, you little charmer | |
But i know my luck too well | |
Yes, i know my luck too well | |
And i' ll probably never see you again | |
I' ll probably never see you again | |
I' ll probably never see you again | |
Oh ... |