歌曲 | Nice N Neat |
歌手 | The Boomtown Rats |
专辑 | The Fine Art Of Surfacing |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bob Geldof | |
作词 : Geldof | |
Through tunnel vision watch him rant and rave | |
He says there's life beyond the grave | |
He lost his slice of the eternal cake | |
Well, God's in | |
His Heaven and | |
He's on the take | |
That's nice (that's nice) that's neat (that's neat) | |
It's bitter and it's sweet, is it trick and treat | |
You're talkin' fast but you're preaching feast - now | |
Bits and pieces | |
I remember slightly, it was a long time ago | |
We'd have our hot and holy conversations | |
And solve the problems of the drunken world | |
Now a clerical collar chokes at your convictions | |
You strangle slowly for the old addiction | |
It's Heaven's army and you're so professional | |
But listen closely to this closed confessional | |
That's nice (that's nice), it's neat (it's neat) | |
It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat | |
You're talkin' fast but you're preaching feast now | |
We'd take a recipe for religion | |
And bring it to the theological kitchen | |
Mix it up to make our own concoction | |
Believed in | |
God but you'd shake a fist at him | |
And Ray, does it seem holy, hey | |
Ray-ay, does it seem hard | |
And Ray-ay, it isn't that easy - now-ow | |
Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh | |
Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh | |
You said you spoke to | |
God and asked a question | |
You were wonderin' what's the use of it all | |
He said everybody does what they want to | |
Provided that it's true, that's all | |
He said, hey | |
Big G you said there's my problem | |
I'm not so sure 'bout what's true | |
He said I'll let you in on my big secret, | |
Ray The final truth is - there is no truth, and | |
Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop shoo wop | |
Na-na-na-na, | |
Oh-hey-yeah | |
Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop shoo wop-ac |
zuo qu : Bob Geldof | |
zuo ci : Geldof | |
Through tunnel vision watch him rant and rave | |
He says there' s life beyond the grave | |
He lost his slice of the eternal cake | |
Well, God' s in | |
His Heaven and | |
He' s on the take | |
That' s nice that' s nice that' s neat that' s neat | |
It' s bitter and it' s sweet, is it trick and treat | |
You' re talkin' fast but you' re preaching feast now | |
Bits and pieces | |
I remember slightly, it was a long time ago | |
We' d have our hot and holy conversations | |
And solve the problems of the drunken world | |
Now a clerical collar chokes at your convictions | |
You strangle slowly for the old addiction | |
It' s Heaven' s army and you' re so professional | |
But listen closely to this closed confessional | |
That' s nice that' s nice, it' s neat it' s neat | |
It' s bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat | |
You' re talkin' fast but you' re preaching feast now | |
We' d take a recipe for religion | |
And bring it to the theological kitchen | |
Mix it up to make our own concoction | |
Believed in | |
God but you' d shake a fist at him | |
And Ray, does it seem holy, hey | |
Rayay, does it seem hard | |
And Rayay, it isn' t that easy nowow | |
Ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh | |
Ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh | |
You said you spoke to | |
God and asked a question | |
You were wonderin' what' s the use of it all | |
He said everybody does what they want to | |
Provided that it' s true, that' s all | |
He said, hey | |
Big G you said there' s my problem | |
I' m not so sure ' bout what' s true | |
He said I' ll let you in on my big secret, | |
Ray The final truth is there is no truth, and | |
Nananana, bop shoo wop shoo wop | |
Nananana, | |
Ohheyyeah | |
Nananana, bop shoo wop shoo wopac |
zuò qǔ : Bob Geldof | |
zuò cí : Geldof | |
Through tunnel vision watch him rant and rave | |
He says there' s life beyond the grave | |
He lost his slice of the eternal cake | |
Well, God' s in | |
His Heaven and | |
He' s on the take | |
That' s nice that' s nice that' s neat that' s neat | |
It' s bitter and it' s sweet, is it trick and treat | |
You' re talkin' fast but you' re preaching feast now | |
Bits and pieces | |
I remember slightly, it was a long time ago | |
We' d have our hot and holy conversations | |
And solve the problems of the drunken world | |
Now a clerical collar chokes at your convictions | |
You strangle slowly for the old addiction | |
It' s Heaven' s army and you' re so professional | |
But listen closely to this closed confessional | |
That' s nice that' s nice, it' s neat it' s neat | |
It' s bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat | |
You' re talkin' fast but you' re preaching feast now | |
We' d take a recipe for religion | |
And bring it to the theological kitchen | |
Mix it up to make our own concoction | |
Believed in | |
God but you' d shake a fist at him | |
And Ray, does it seem holy, hey | |
Rayay, does it seem hard | |
And Rayay, it isn' t that easy nowow | |
Ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh | |
Ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh, ohhohhoh | |
You said you spoke to | |
God and asked a question | |
You were wonderin' what' s the use of it all | |
He said everybody does what they want to | |
Provided that it' s true, that' s all | |
He said, hey | |
Big G you said there' s my problem | |
I' m not so sure ' bout what' s true | |
He said I' ll let you in on my big secret, | |
Ray The final truth is there is no truth, and | |
Nananana, bop shoo wop shoo wop | |
Nananana, | |
Ohheyyeah | |
Nananana, bop shoo wop shoo wopac |