歌曲 | Still Ill |
歌手 | The Smiths |
专辑 | Same Day Again |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Marr, Morrissey | |
I decree today that life | |
Is simply taking and not giving | |
England is mine - it owes me a living | |
But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye | |
Oh, ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye | |
But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore | |
No, we cannot cling to those dreams | |
Does the body rule the mind | |
Or does the mind rule the body ? | |
I don´t know.... | |
Under the iron bridge we kissed | |
And although I ended up with sore lips | |
It just wasn't like the old days anymore | |
No, it wasn't like those days | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Does the body rule the mind | |
Or does the mind rule the body ? | |
I don´t know... | |
Ask me why, and I'll die | |
Oh, ask me why, and I'll die | |
And if you must, go to work - tomorrow | |
Well, if I were you I wouldn't bother | |
For there are brighter sides to life | |
And I should know, because I've seen them | |
But not very often ... | |
Under the iron bridge we kissed | |
And although I ended up with sore lips | |
It just wasn't like the old days anymore | |
No, it wasn't like those days | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Oh, am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... |
zuo ci : Marr, Morrissey | |
I decree today that life | |
Is simply taking and not giving | |
England is mine it owes me a living | |
But ask me why, and I' ll spit in your eye | |
Oh, ask me why, and I' ll spit in your eye | |
But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore | |
No, we cannot cling to those dreams | |
Does the body rule the mind | |
Or does the mind rule the body ? | |
I don t know.... | |
Under the iron bridge we kissed | |
And although I ended up with sore lips | |
It just wasn' t like the old days anymore | |
No, it wasn' t like those days | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Does the body rule the mind | |
Or does the mind rule the body ? | |
I don t know... | |
Ask me why, and I' ll die | |
Oh, ask me why, and I' ll die | |
And if you must, go to work tomorrow | |
Well, if I were you I wouldn' t bother | |
For there are brighter sides to life | |
And I should know, because I' ve seen them | |
But not very often ... | |
Under the iron bridge we kissed | |
And although I ended up with sore lips | |
It just wasn' t like the old days anymore | |
No, it wasn' t like those days | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Oh, am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... |
zuò cí : Marr, Morrissey | |
I decree today that life | |
Is simply taking and not giving | |
England is mine it owes me a living | |
But ask me why, and I' ll spit in your eye | |
Oh, ask me why, and I' ll spit in your eye | |
But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore | |
No, we cannot cling to those dreams | |
Does the body rule the mind | |
Or does the mind rule the body ? | |
I don t know.... | |
Under the iron bridge we kissed | |
And although I ended up with sore lips | |
It just wasn' t like the old days anymore | |
No, it wasn' t like those days | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Does the body rule the mind | |
Or does the mind rule the body ? | |
I don t know... | |
Ask me why, and I' ll die | |
Oh, ask me why, and I' ll die | |
And if you must, go to work tomorrow | |
Well, if I were you I wouldn' t bother | |
For there are brighter sides to life | |
And I should know, because I' ve seen them | |
But not very often ... | |
Under the iron bridge we kissed | |
And although I ended up with sore lips | |
It just wasn' t like the old days anymore | |
No, it wasn' t like those days | |
Am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... | |
Oh, am I still ill ? | |
Oh ... |