The Fleecing 歌词

	作词 : Bazan
	Deep green hills whose shoulders fade, into the gray tall wet grass.
	Whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep, whose fleecing makes a fool of me.
	And who shall
	I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
	For every stupid struggle?
	I don't know.
	I could buy you a drink.
	I could tell you all about it.
	I could tell you why
	I doubt it, and why
	I still believe.
	But I can't say it like
	I sing it.
	And I can't sing it like
	I think it.
	And I can't think it like
	I feel it.
	And I don't feel a thing.
	Oh no - I don't feel a thing.
	And who shall
	I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
	For every stupid struggle?
	I don't know.
	I could buy you a drink.
	I could tell you all about it.
	I could tell you why
	I doubt it, and why
	I still believe it.
	And why I need it.
	And what the pharisees don't see.
	And we'd have more drinks.
	We'd speak of so many things.
	But I don't know you, and you don't know me.

	zuo ci : Bazan
	Deep green hills whose shoulders fade, into the gray tall wet grass.
	Whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep, whose fleecing makes a fool of me.
	And who shall
	I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
	For every stupid struggle?
	I don' t know.
	I could buy you a drink.
	I could tell you all about it.
	I could tell you why
	I doubt it, and why
	I still believe.
	But I can' t say it like
	I sing it.
	And I can' t sing it like
	I think it.
	And I can' t think it like
	I feel it.
	And I don' t feel a thing.
	Oh no I don' t feel a thing.
	And who shall
	I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
	For every stupid struggle?
	I don' t know.
	I could buy you a drink.
	I could tell you all about it.
	I could tell you why
	I doubt it, and why
	I still believe it.
	And why I need it.
	And what the pharisees don' t see.
	And we' d have more drinks.
	We' d speak of so many things.
	But I don' t know you, and you don' t know me.

	zuò cí : Bazan
	Deep green hills whose shoulders fade, into the gray tall wet grass.
	Whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep, whose fleecing makes a fool of me.
	And who shall
	I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
	For every stupid struggle?
	I don' t know.
	I could buy you a drink.
	I could tell you all about it.
	I could tell you why
	I doubt it, and why
	I still believe.
	But I can' t say it like
	I sing it.
	And I can' t sing it like
	I think it.
	And I can' t think it like
	I feel it.
	And I don' t feel a thing.
	Oh no I don' t feel a thing.
	And who shall
	I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?
	For every stupid struggle?
	I don' t know.
	I could buy you a drink.
	I could tell you all about it.
	I could tell you why
	I doubt it, and why
	I still believe it.
	And why I need it.
	And what the pharisees don' t see.
	And we' d have more drinks.
	We' d speak of so many things.
	But I don' t know you, and you don' t know me.

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