歌曲 | The Sharpest Thorn |
歌手 | Elvis Costello |
专辑 | The River In Reverse |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Costello, Toussaint | |
I wore my finest suit of clothes | |
The sharpest thorn defending the rose | |
Hot as a pistol | |
Keen as a blade | |
The sharpest thorn upon parade | |
And it's the same most every year | |
Ghosts of the dear departed are near | |
We raise our glasses and we cheer | |
Should old acquaintance disappear | |
Just as we wipe away a tear | |
Archangel Michael will lead the way | |
Archangel Gabriel is ready to play | |
Although we know we must repent | |
We hit the scene and look for sins | |
That haven't even been invented | |
The strongest cage that guards the prize | |
The longest lash that covers your eyes | |
A sight no eyes are meant to know | |
Then on the third day he arose | |
Archangel Michael will lead the way | |
Archangel Gabriel is ready to play | |
Although we know we must repent | |
We hit the scene and look for sins | |
That haven't even been invented | |
So Good and Evil were having a fight | |
It lasts much longer than any one night | |
It may last longer than a life | |
And turn a mistress into a wife | |
And so confetti fills the air | |
My head is aching | |
My pockets are bare | |
I didn't recognise their warning | |
Then I wasn't born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn't born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn't born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn't born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn't born the sharpest thorn |
zuo ci : Costello, Toussaint | |
I wore my finest suit of clothes | |
The sharpest thorn defending the rose | |
Hot as a pistol | |
Keen as a blade | |
The sharpest thorn upon parade | |
And it' s the same most every year | |
Ghosts of the dear departed are near | |
We raise our glasses and we cheer | |
Should old acquaintance disappear | |
Just as we wipe away a tear | |
Archangel Michael will lead the way | |
Archangel Gabriel is ready to play | |
Although we know we must repent | |
We hit the scene and look for sins | |
That haven' t even been invented | |
The strongest cage that guards the prize | |
The longest lash that covers your eyes | |
A sight no eyes are meant to know | |
Then on the third day he arose | |
Archangel Michael will lead the way | |
Archangel Gabriel is ready to play | |
Although we know we must repent | |
We hit the scene and look for sins | |
That haven' t even been invented | |
So Good and Evil were having a fight | |
It lasts much longer than any one night | |
It may last longer than a life | |
And turn a mistress into a wife | |
And so confetti fills the air | |
My head is aching | |
My pockets are bare | |
I didn' t recognise their warning | |
Then I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn |
zuò cí : Costello, Toussaint | |
I wore my finest suit of clothes | |
The sharpest thorn defending the rose | |
Hot as a pistol | |
Keen as a blade | |
The sharpest thorn upon parade | |
And it' s the same most every year | |
Ghosts of the dear departed are near | |
We raise our glasses and we cheer | |
Should old acquaintance disappear | |
Just as we wipe away a tear | |
Archangel Michael will lead the way | |
Archangel Gabriel is ready to play | |
Although we know we must repent | |
We hit the scene and look for sins | |
That haven' t even been invented | |
The strongest cage that guards the prize | |
The longest lash that covers your eyes | |
A sight no eyes are meant to know | |
Then on the third day he arose | |
Archangel Michael will lead the way | |
Archangel Gabriel is ready to play | |
Although we know we must repent | |
We hit the scene and look for sins | |
That haven' t even been invented | |
So Good and Evil were having a fight | |
It lasts much longer than any one night | |
It may last longer than a life | |
And turn a mistress into a wife | |
And so confetti fills the air | |
My head is aching | |
My pockets are bare | |
I didn' t recognise their warning | |
Then I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn | |
I wasn' t born the sharpest thorn |