歌曲 | The Bagman's Gambit |
歌手 | The Decemberists |
专辑 | Picaresque |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Meloy | |
On the lam from the law | |
On the steps of the capitol | |
You shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o'clock | |
And I saw momentarily | |
They flashed a photograph, it couldn't be you | |
You'd been abused so horribly | |
But you were there in some anonymous room | |
And I recall that fall | |
I was working for the government | |
And in a bathroom stall off the National Mall | |
How we kissed so sweetly | |
How could I refuse a favor or two | |
For a tryst in the greenery | |
I gave you documents and microfilm, too | |
And from my ten floor tenement | |
Where once our bodies lay | |
How I long to hear you say | |
No, they'll never catch me now | |
No, they'll never catch me | |
No, they cannot catch me now | |
We will escape somehow, somehow | |
It was late one night | |
I was awoken by the telephone | |
I heard a strangled cry on the end of the line | |
Purloined in Petrograd | |
They were suspicious of where your loyalties lay | |
So I paid off a bureaucrat | |
To convince your captors there to secret you away | |
And at the gate of the embassy | |
Our hands met through the bars | |
As your whisper stilled my heart | |
No, they'll never catch me now | |
No, they'll never catch me | |
No, they cannot catch me now | |
We will escape somehow, somehow | |
And I dreamt one night | |
You were there in form | |
Head held high | |
In uniform | |
It was ten years on | |
When you resurfaced in a motorcar | |
With the wave of an arm you were there and gone |
zuo qu : Meloy | |
On the lam from the law | |
On the steps of the capitol | |
You shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o' clock | |
And I saw momentarily | |
They flashed a photograph, it couldn' t be you | |
You' d been abused so horribly | |
But you were there in some anonymous room | |
And I recall that fall | |
I was working for the government | |
And in a bathroom stall off the National Mall | |
How we kissed so sweetly | |
How could I refuse a favor or two | |
For a tryst in the greenery | |
I gave you documents and microfilm, too | |
And from my ten floor tenement | |
Where once our bodies lay | |
How I long to hear you say | |
No, they' ll never catch me now | |
No, they' ll never catch me | |
No, they cannot catch me now | |
We will escape somehow, somehow | |
It was late one night | |
I was awoken by the telephone | |
I heard a strangled cry on the end of the line | |
Purloined in Petrograd | |
They were suspicious of where your loyalties lay | |
So I paid off a bureaucrat | |
To convince your captors there to secret you away | |
And at the gate of the embassy | |
Our hands met through the bars | |
As your whisper stilled my heart | |
No, they' ll never catch me now | |
No, they' ll never catch me | |
No, they cannot catch me now | |
We will escape somehow, somehow | |
And I dreamt one night | |
You were there in form | |
Head held high | |
In uniform | |
It was ten years on | |
When you resurfaced in a motorcar | |
With the wave of an arm you were there and gone |
zuò qǔ : Meloy | |
On the lam from the law | |
On the steps of the capitol | |
You shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o' clock | |
And I saw momentarily | |
They flashed a photograph, it couldn' t be you | |
You' d been abused so horribly | |
But you were there in some anonymous room | |
And I recall that fall | |
I was working for the government | |
And in a bathroom stall off the National Mall | |
How we kissed so sweetly | |
How could I refuse a favor or two | |
For a tryst in the greenery | |
I gave you documents and microfilm, too | |
And from my ten floor tenement | |
Where once our bodies lay | |
How I long to hear you say | |
No, they' ll never catch me now | |
No, they' ll never catch me | |
No, they cannot catch me now | |
We will escape somehow, somehow | |
It was late one night | |
I was awoken by the telephone | |
I heard a strangled cry on the end of the line | |
Purloined in Petrograd | |
They were suspicious of where your loyalties lay | |
So I paid off a bureaucrat | |
To convince your captors there to secret you away | |
And at the gate of the embassy | |
Our hands met through the bars | |
As your whisper stilled my heart | |
No, they' ll never catch me now | |
No, they' ll never catch me | |
No, they cannot catch me now | |
We will escape somehow, somehow | |
And I dreamt one night | |
You were there in form | |
Head held high | |
In uniform | |
It was ten years on | |
When you resurfaced in a motorcar | |
With the wave of an arm you were there and gone |