歌曲 | Sunshine Ward |
歌手 | Amebix |
专辑 | No Sanctuary - The Spiderleg Recordings |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Baron, Stig | |
Roses are red. sometimes violets are blue but we're always puking on cider and glue | |
People say that we're twisted, you know it's not true, we just get so bad when there's **** all to do | |
Life in this building is freezing and wet, if | |
I once had a brain then | |
I seem to forget ' | |
Cos just when | |
I caught it, it slipped through the net, now we sedate ourselves slowly no time for regret | |
Sunshine wards laughing, the inmates are here, filling our lives full of sulphate and beer | |
We've tried every way to make "real life" less clear as stupidity sets in the truth disappears | |
Sunshine wards screaming, we crawl to the door | |
Reality creeps back, | |
I can't take no more | |
There is no more stairway we're stuck on this floor | |
And fear digs in deep, as the patients hands claw | |
The happy dream shatters and falls to the floor | |
The doubt crawling in that we can't just ignore | |
Should we carry this farce on just as before? | |
Or start living for life's sake, away from the ward? |
zuo qu : Baron, Stig | |
Roses are red. sometimes violets are blue but we' re always puking on cider and glue | |
People say that we' re twisted, you know it' s not true, we just get so bad when there' s all to do | |
Life in this building is freezing and wet, if | |
I once had a brain then | |
I seem to forget ' | |
Cos just when | |
I caught it, it slipped through the net, now we sedate ourselves slowly no time for regret | |
Sunshine wards laughing, the inmates are here, filling our lives full of sulphate and beer | |
We' ve tried every way to make " real life" less clear as stupidity sets in the truth disappears | |
Sunshine wards screaming, we crawl to the door | |
Reality creeps back, | |
I can' t take no more | |
There is no more stairway we' re stuck on this floor | |
And fear digs in deep, as the patients hands claw | |
The happy dream shatters and falls to the floor | |
The doubt crawling in that we can' t just ignore | |
Should we carry this farce on just as before? | |
Or start living for life' s sake, away from the ward? |
zuò qǔ : Baron, Stig | |
Roses are red. sometimes violets are blue but we' re always puking on cider and glue | |
People say that we' re twisted, you know it' s not true, we just get so bad when there' s all to do | |
Life in this building is freezing and wet, if | |
I once had a brain then | |
I seem to forget ' | |
Cos just when | |
I caught it, it slipped through the net, now we sedate ourselves slowly no time for regret | |
Sunshine wards laughing, the inmates are here, filling our lives full of sulphate and beer | |
We' ve tried every way to make " real life" less clear as stupidity sets in the truth disappears | |
Sunshine wards screaming, we crawl to the door | |
Reality creeps back, | |
I can' t take no more | |
There is no more stairway we' re stuck on this floor | |
And fear digs in deep, as the patients hands claw | |
The happy dream shatters and falls to the floor | |
The doubt crawling in that we can' t just ignore | |
Should we carry this farce on just as before? | |
Or start living for life' s sake, away from the ward? |