作词 : Bauhaus | |
Shoes that no man would want to wear | |
Wipe away the night's last cold stare | |
Red fist curled 'round the house | |
Was away boy Shelly's shoes | |
wash | |
Chocolate power is so crisp | |
The atomic open house is really here | |
And we have gone so desperate | |
Your power knows no bounds | |
And heavier with time | |
Are our shoes | |
That no man would want to wear | |
New tread wipes a wet road so dry | |
it stings | |
Into the borrowed course | |
Under the dreadful birds | |
Under the singing soil | |
And all those guilty clouds | |
I have seen too much | |
Wipe away my eyes | |
Too much |
zuo ci : Bauhaus | |
Shoes that no man would want to wear | |
Wipe away the night' s last cold stare | |
Red fist curled ' round the house | |
Was away boy Shelly' s shoes | |
wash | |
Chocolate power is so crisp | |
The atomic open house is really here | |
And we have gone so desperate | |
Your power knows no bounds | |
And heavier with time | |
Are our shoes | |
That no man would want to wear | |
New tread wipes a wet road so dry | |
it stings | |
Into the borrowed course | |
Under the dreadful birds | |
Under the singing soil | |
And all those guilty clouds | |
I have seen too much | |
Wipe away my eyes | |
Too much |
zuò cí : Bauhaus | |
Shoes that no man would want to wear | |
Wipe away the night' s last cold stare | |
Red fist curled ' round the house | |
Was away boy Shelly' s shoes | |
wash | |
Chocolate power is so crisp | |
The atomic open house is really here | |
And we have gone so desperate | |
Your power knows no bounds | |
And heavier with time | |
Are our shoes | |
That no man would want to wear | |
New tread wipes a wet road so dry | |
it stings | |
Into the borrowed course | |
Under the dreadful birds | |
Under the singing soil | |
And all those guilty clouds | |
I have seen too much | |
Wipe away my eyes | |
Too much |