歌曲 | Memoir |
歌手 | Charlotte Gainsbourg |
专辑 | Memoir |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
The city lights are beckoning | |
Their sirens softly call | |
All the fantasists and fetishist | |
Are preparing the ball | |
When you’ve been stuck here on the doorstep | |
With nothing to forsake | |
But you might as well be anyone’s to take | |
So I give myself to strangers | |
Like I gave myself to you | |
But the tenderness I felt | |
Has been replaced by something new | |
And in the orgy I can vaguely hear | |
The outline of your call | |
But I might as well be anyone’s at all | |
Every memory is sailing | |
To the kingdom of your soul | |
As you patiently await | |
I lose all sense of self-control | |
You were the lighthouse to my broken boat | |
But I left you behind | |
Now I might as well be anyone’s to find | |
Take my body, take it from me | |
It is not worthy of your memory | |
I remember you undressing | |
As I set myself on fire | |
And the funeral was quick | |
As I lay lifeless on your pyre | |
Well it’s a kind of desperation | |
And it’s just something you can’t fake | |
Oh I might as well be anyone’s to take | |
So I give myself to strangers | |
Like I gave myself to you | |
But the unity I felt | |
has been replaced by something new | |
Now I am Helen and I am Mary Jane | |
I’m Robert and I am Paul | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all | |
Yes I might as well be anyone at all | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all |
The city lights are beckoning | |
Their sirens softly call | |
All the fantasists and fetishist | |
Are preparing the ball | |
When you' ve been stuck here on the doorstep | |
With nothing to forsake | |
But you might as well be anyone' s to take | |
So I give myself to strangers | |
Like I gave myself to you | |
But the tenderness I felt | |
Has been replaced by something new | |
And in the orgy I can vaguely hear | |
The outline of your call | |
But I might as well be anyone' s at all | |
Every memory is sailing | |
To the kingdom of your soul | |
As you patiently await | |
I lose all sense of selfcontrol | |
You were the lighthouse to my broken boat | |
But I left you behind | |
Now I might as well be anyone' s to find | |
Take my body, take it from me | |
It is not worthy of your memory | |
I remember you undressing | |
As I set myself on fire | |
And the funeral was quick | |
As I lay lifeless on your pyre | |
Well it' s a kind of desperation | |
And it' s just something you can' t fake | |
Oh I might as well be anyone' s to take | |
So I give myself to strangers | |
Like I gave myself to you | |
But the unity I felt | |
has been replaced by something new | |
Now I am Helen and I am Mary Jane | |
I' m Robert and I am Paul | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all | |
Yes I might as well be anyone at all | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all |
The city lights are beckoning | |
Their sirens softly call | |
All the fantasists and fetishist | |
Are preparing the ball | |
When you' ve been stuck here on the doorstep | |
With nothing to forsake | |
But you might as well be anyone' s to take | |
So I give myself to strangers | |
Like I gave myself to you | |
But the tenderness I felt | |
Has been replaced by something new | |
And in the orgy I can vaguely hear | |
The outline of your call | |
But I might as well be anyone' s at all | |
Every memory is sailing | |
To the kingdom of your soul | |
As you patiently await | |
I lose all sense of selfcontrol | |
You were the lighthouse to my broken boat | |
But I left you behind | |
Now I might as well be anyone' s to find | |
Take my body, take it from me | |
It is not worthy of your memory | |
I remember you undressing | |
As I set myself on fire | |
And the funeral was quick | |
As I lay lifeless on your pyre | |
Well it' s a kind of desperation | |
And it' s just something you can' t fake | |
Oh I might as well be anyone' s to take | |
So I give myself to strangers | |
Like I gave myself to you | |
But the unity I felt | |
has been replaced by something new | |
Now I am Helen and I am Mary Jane | |
I' m Robert and I am Paul | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all | |
Yes I might as well be anyone at all | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all | |
Oh I might as well be anyone at all |