| 歌曲 | Cabin Fever! (2009 Digital Remaster) |
| 歌手 | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
| 专辑 | From Her To Eternity (2009 Digital Remaster) |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Nick Cave/Blixa Bargeld |
| [00:25.101] | The Captain's fore-arm like bunched-up rope |
| [00:31.811] | with A-N-I-T-A wrigglin' free on a skull'n'dagger |
| [00:38.798] | and a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor |
| [00:43.130] | etched into his upper... |
| [00:48.588] | O o o' Cabin Fever! |
| [01:00.010] | O o o' Cabin Fever! |
| [01:07.428] | Slams his ****en tin-dish down |
| [01:12.961] | Our Captain, takes time to crush |
| [01:16.846] | Some Bloo-Bottles glowin in his gruel |
| [01:20.153] | with a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush |
| [01:25.335] | Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag |
| [01:32.348] | and a morbid lump of Love in his flags. |
| [01:39.247] | Done is the Missing, now all that remain |
| [01:45.952] | Is to sail forever, upon the stain |
| [01:53.754] | Cabin Fever! O o o' Cabin Fever! |
| [02:19.709] | The captain's free-hand is a cleaver |
| [02:22.521] | which he fashions his beard, n' he rations his jerkey! |
| [02:28.215] | and carves his peg outa the finest mahagony! |
| [02:37.892] | Or was it Ebony? |
| [02:47.802] | Tallies up his loneliness, notch by notch |
| [02:55.723] | For the sea offers nuthin to hold or touch |
| [03:02.478] | Notch by notch, winter by winter |
| [03:10.187] | Notch x notch, winter x winter |
| [03:32.865] | Now his leg is whittled, right down to a splinter |
| [03:39.635] | O o Cabin Fever! O o o Cabin Fever! |
| [03:52.838] | O the rollin sea still rollin on! |
| [04:05.406] | She's everywhere! now that she's gone! Gone! Gone! |
| [04:17.118] | O Cabin Fever! O Cabin Fever! |
| [04:24.966] | Welcome to his table, Beloved-Unconscious |
| [04:29.002] | Raisin her host of hair from her crooks |
| [04:33.587] | and strugglin to summony one of her looks! |
| [04:39.639] | His arm now like coiled s-s-s-snakes |
| [04:58.087] | Whips all the bottles that he's drunken, |
| [05:07.729] | like crystal - skittles about the cabin, |
| [05:15.244] | of a ship they'd been sailing |
| [05:50.042] | Five years sunken... |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Nick Cave Blixa Bargeld |
| [00:25.101] | The Captain' s forearm like bunchedup rope |
| [00:31.811] | with ANITA wrigglin' free on a skull' n' dagger |
| [00:38.798] | and a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor |
| [00:43.130] | etched into his upper... |
| [00:48.588] | O o o' Cabin Fever! |
| [01:00.010] | O o o' Cabin Fever! |
| [01:07.428] | Slams his en tindish down |
| [01:12.961] | Our Captain, takes time to crush |
| [01:16.846] | Some BlooBottles glowin in his gruel |
| [01:20.153] | with a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush |
| [01:25.335] | Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag |
| [01:32.348] | and a morbid lump of Love in his flags. |
| [01:39.247] | Done is the Missing, now all that remain |
| [01:45.952] | Is to sail forever, upon the stain |
| [01:53.754] | Cabin Fever! O o o' Cabin Fever! |
| [02:19.709] | The captain' s freehand is a cleaver |
| [02:22.521] | which he fashions his beard, n' he rations his jerkey! |
| [02:28.215] | and carves his peg outa the finest mahagony! |
| [02:37.892] | Or was it Ebony? |
| [02:47.802] | Tallies up his loneliness, notch by notch |
| [02:55.723] | For the sea offers nuthin to hold or touch |
| [03:02.478] | Notch by notch, winter by winter |
| [03:10.187] | Notch x notch, winter x winter |
| [03:32.865] | Now his leg is whittled, right down to a splinter |
| [03:39.635] | O o Cabin Fever! O o o Cabin Fever! |
| [03:52.838] | O the rollin sea still rollin on! |
| [04:05.406] | She' s everywhere! now that she' s gone! Gone! Gone! |
| [04:17.118] | O Cabin Fever! O Cabin Fever! |
| [04:24.966] | Welcome to his table, BelovedUnconscious |
| [04:29.002] | Raisin her host of hair from her crooks |
| [04:33.587] | and strugglin to summony one of her looks! |
| [04:39.639] | His arm now like coiled ssssnakes |
| [04:58.087] | Whips all the bottles that he' s drunken, |
| [05:07.729] | like crystal skittles about the cabin, |
| [05:15.244] | of a ship they' d been sailing |
| [05:50.042] | Five years sunken... |