歌曲 | City Of Pain |
歌手 | Gorky Park |
专辑 | Moscow Calling |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Alexei Belov | |
When the sun goes down on the city street | |
And the shadows move through the night | |
Daddy's little angel begins her dance | |
To the beat of the flashing lights | |
Down the murder mile with a seductive smile | |
She plays a desperate game | |
With a sweet caress another trick is blessed | |
On the corner of the 3rd and Main | |
In the city of pain | |
Through the toxic fog down the dirty streets | |
I follow her steps like a cat | |
Past the drugged out scenes | |
The transvestite queens | |
Past the order side of the tracks | |
She's a hard sell as she casts her spell | |
She's the wicked wich of the west | |
The touch of her skin the smell of her sin | |
My fantasies burn through my flesh | |
In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain | |
You giving away your body | |
Burning away your body | |
Deep in the heart of night | |
Maybe you need somebody | |
Maybe you meed somebody | |
Deep in the heart of night | |
Bad to the bone you gotta | |
Make at alone you gotta | |
Right to be wrong to be right | |
In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain | |
She burns hot for now but she knows somehow | |
It's only a matter of time | |
She's gotta make her play until the day | |
When she lays all on a line | |
Through the broken glass of atonement window | |
Through the eyes of a little girl | |
You can see you can see her hopeless dreams | |
Light up a hopeless world - In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain |
zuo qu : Alexei Belov | |
When the sun goes down on the city street | |
And the shadows move through the night | |
Daddy' s little angel begins her dance | |
To the beat of the flashing lights | |
Down the murder mile with a seductive smile | |
She plays a desperate game | |
With a sweet caress another trick is blessed | |
On the corner of the 3rd and Main | |
In the city of pain | |
Through the toxic fog down the dirty streets | |
I follow her steps like a cat | |
Past the drugged out scenes | |
The transvestite queens | |
Past the order side of the tracks | |
She' s a hard sell as she casts her spell | |
She' s the wicked wich of the west | |
The touch of her skin the smell of her sin | |
My fantasies burn through my flesh | |
In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain | |
You giving away your body | |
Burning away your body | |
Deep in the heart of night | |
Maybe you need somebody | |
Maybe you meed somebody | |
Deep in the heart of night | |
Bad to the bone you gotta | |
Make at alone you gotta | |
Right to be wrong to be right | |
In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain | |
She burns hot for now but she knows somehow | |
It' s only a matter of time | |
She' s gotta make her play until the day | |
When she lays all on a line | |
Through the broken glass of atonement window | |
Through the eyes of a little girl | |
You can see you can see her hopeless dreams | |
Light up a hopeless world In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain |
zuò qǔ : Alexei Belov | |
When the sun goes down on the city street | |
And the shadows move through the night | |
Daddy' s little angel begins her dance | |
To the beat of the flashing lights | |
Down the murder mile with a seductive smile | |
She plays a desperate game | |
With a sweet caress another trick is blessed | |
On the corner of the 3rd and Main | |
In the city of pain | |
Through the toxic fog down the dirty streets | |
I follow her steps like a cat | |
Past the drugged out scenes | |
The transvestite queens | |
Past the order side of the tracks | |
She' s a hard sell as she casts her spell | |
She' s the wicked wich of the west | |
The touch of her skin the smell of her sin | |
My fantasies burn through my flesh | |
In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain | |
You giving away your body | |
Burning away your body | |
Deep in the heart of night | |
Maybe you need somebody | |
Maybe you meed somebody | |
Deep in the heart of night | |
Bad to the bone you gotta | |
Make at alone you gotta | |
Right to be wrong to be right | |
In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain | |
She burns hot for now but she knows somehow | |
It' s only a matter of time | |
She' s gotta make her play until the day | |
When she lays all on a line | |
Through the broken glass of atonement window | |
Through the eyes of a little girl | |
You can see you can see her hopeless dreams | |
Light up a hopeless world In the city of pain | |
In the city of pain |