歌曲 | Bad Mother |
歌手 | Therapy? |
专辑 | Infernal Love |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Andrew James Cairns & Martin McCarrick | |
作词 : Cairns, Hart, McCarrick | |
It's a beautiful day | |
But I don't see it that way | |
The sky's too bright | |
For my tired eyes to take | |
And I wish I was home | |
I'm edgy cramped and cold | |
Trying to keep down the things | |
That you keep wanting to throw up | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really meant it | |
When you look like Jesus | |
In your retirement home | |
Watching your wanting to die | |
This thing has sucked | |
All the dignity from your life | |
And this used to be fun | |
This used to be what you want | |
Now its just the same | |
As everything, you run away | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
The vicious vulgar colours clash | |
Like the twelfth day of July | |
Left abandoned in a field | |
Endless wailing scaring me | |
I could see beyond the field | |
Being left alone in lonely summer | |
I am stuck out here | |
Waiting for you to take me home | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it | |
cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean, you really mean it | |
cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it (I'm falling) | |
You really mean it (I'm falling) | |
You really mean it (I'm falling) | |
You really mean it (I'm falling) | |
You really mean it (I'm falling) | |
You really mean it (I'm falling) | |
You really mean it | |
You really mean it |
zuo qu : Andrew James Cairns Martin McCarrick | |
zuo ci : Cairns, Hart, McCarrick | |
It' s a beautiful day | |
But I don' t see it that way | |
The sky' s too bright | |
For my tired eyes to take | |
And I wish I was home | |
I' m edgy cramped and cold | |
Trying to keep down the things | |
That you keep wanting to throw up | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really meant it | |
When you look like Jesus | |
In your retirement home | |
Watching your wanting to die | |
This thing has sucked | |
All the dignity from your life | |
And this used to be fun | |
This used to be what you want | |
Now its just the same | |
As everything, you run away | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
The vicious vulgar colours clash | |
Like the twelfth day of July | |
Left abandoned in a field | |
Endless wailing scaring me | |
I could see beyond the field | |
Being left alone in lonely summer | |
I am stuck out here | |
Waiting for you to take me home | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it | |
cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean, you really mean it | |
cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it | |
You really mean it |
zuò qǔ : Andrew James Cairns Martin McCarrick | |
zuò cí : Cairns, Hart, McCarrick | |
It' s a beautiful day | |
But I don' t see it that way | |
The sky' s too bright | |
For my tired eyes to take | |
And I wish I was home | |
I' m edgy cramped and cold | |
Trying to keep down the things | |
That you keep wanting to throw up | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really meant it | |
When you look like Jesus | |
In your retirement home | |
Watching your wanting to die | |
This thing has sucked | |
All the dignity from your life | |
And this used to be fun | |
This used to be what you want | |
Now its just the same | |
As everything, you run away | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
The vicious vulgar colours clash | |
Like the twelfth day of July | |
Left abandoned in a field | |
Endless wailing scaring me | |
I could see beyond the field | |
Being left alone in lonely summer | |
I am stuck out here | |
Waiting for you to take me home | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
If you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it | |
cos you look like Jesus | |
You only mean it | |
Cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean, you really mean it | |
cos you look like Jesus | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it I' m falling | |
You really mean it | |
You really mean it |