歌曲 | Fillmore Jive |
歌手 | Pavement |
专辑 | Crooked Rain Crooked Rain |
作曲 : pavement | |
作词 : pavement | |
Hey lady, what do you need? | |
Do you think you'd like to come and bleed with me? | |
I'd like to invite you to a taste of my chalice | |
It's a special one, it's made of gold | |
Passed out, passed out on your couch | |
You left me there, thank you | |
Let me sleep it off, | |
I need to sleep it off | |
I need to sleep, why don't you let me? | |
I need to sleep, why don't you? | |
I need to sleep, | |
I need to sleep | |
I need to sleep | |
I need to sleep, why won't you let me? | |
I need to sleep, | |
I need to sleep, | |
I need to sleep | |
Why won't you, why won't you let me sleep? | |
The jam kids on the | |
VespasAnd glum looks on their faces | |
The street is full of punks | |
They got spikes | |
See those rockers with their long curly locks | |
Goodnight to the rock n' roll era' | |
Cause they don't need you anymore | |
Little girl, boy, girl, boy | |
Their composures are so distracted | |
Jaspers skinny arms | |
And the dance faction | |
A little to loose for me | |
Every night it's straight and narrow | |
Laws are broken, amusing era | |
Round and round and round | |
And round she goes | |
Pull out their plugs | |
And they snort up their drugs | |
When they pull out their plugs | |
And they snort up their drugs | |
Their throats are filled with |
zuò qǔ : pavement | |
zuò cí : pavement | |
Hey lady, what do you need? | |
Do you think you' d like to come and bleed with me? | |
I' d like to invite you to a taste of my chalice | |
It' s a special one, it' s made of gold | |
Passed out, passed out on your couch | |
You left me there, thank you | |
Let me sleep it off, | |
I need to sleep it off | |
I need to sleep, why don' t you let me? | |
I need to sleep, why don' t you? | |
I need to sleep, | |
I need to sleep | |
I need to sleep | |
I need to sleep, why won' t you let me? | |
I need to sleep, | |
I need to sleep, | |
I need to sleep | |
Why won' t you, why won' t you let me sleep? | |
The jam kids on the | |
VespasAnd glum looks on their faces | |
The street is full of punks | |
They got spikes | |
See those rockers with their long curly locks | |
Goodnight to the rock n' roll era' | |
Cause they don' t need you anymore | |
Little girl, boy, girl, boy | |
Their composures are so distracted | |
Jaspers skinny arms | |
And the dance faction | |
A little to loose for me | |
Every night it' s straight and narrow | |
Laws are broken, amusing era | |
Round and round and round | |
And round she goes | |
Pull out their plugs | |
And they snort up their drugs | |
When they pull out their plugs | |
And they snort up their drugs | |
Their throats are filled with |