歌曲 | Red Right Ankle - normal |
歌手 | The Decemberists |
专辑 | Her Majesty The Decemberists |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Meloy | |
This is the story of your red right ankle | |
And how it came to meet your leg | |
And how the muscle bone and sinews tangled | |
And how the skin was softly shed | |
And how it whispered, "Oh, adhere to meFor we are bound by symmetryAnd whatever differences our lives have beenWe together make a limb" | |
This is the story of your red right ankle | |
This is the story of your gypsy uncle | |
You never knew 'cause he was dead | |
And how his face was carved an' ripped with wrinkles | |
In the picture in your head | |
And remember how you found the key | |
To his hide-out in the | |
PyreneesBut you wanted to keep his secret safe | |
So you threw the key away | |
This is the story of your gypsy uncle | |
This is the story of the boys who loved you | |
Who love you now and loved you then | |
And some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed you | |
And some just laid around in bed | |
And some, they crumbled you straight to your knees | |
Did it cruel, did it tenderly | |
Some, they crawled their way into your heart | |
To rend your ventricles apart | |
This is the story of the boys who loved you | |
This is the story of your red right ankle |
zuo qu : Meloy | |
This is the story of your red right ankle | |
And how it came to meet your leg | |
And how the muscle bone and sinews tangled | |
And how the skin was softly shed | |
And how it whispered, " Oh, adhere to meFor we are bound by symmetryAnd whatever differences our lives have beenWe together make a limb" | |
This is the story of your red right ankle | |
This is the story of your gypsy uncle | |
You never knew ' cause he was dead | |
And how his face was carved an' ripped with wrinkles | |
In the picture in your head | |
And remember how you found the key | |
To his hideout in the | |
PyreneesBut you wanted to keep his secret safe | |
So you threw the key away | |
This is the story of your gypsy uncle | |
This is the story of the boys who loved you | |
Who love you now and loved you then | |
And some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed you | |
And some just laid around in bed | |
And some, they crumbled you straight to your knees | |
Did it cruel, did it tenderly | |
Some, they crawled their way into your heart | |
To rend your ventricles apart | |
This is the story of the boys who loved you | |
This is the story of your red right ankle |
zuò qǔ : Meloy | |
This is the story of your red right ankle | |
And how it came to meet your leg | |
And how the muscle bone and sinews tangled | |
And how the skin was softly shed | |
And how it whispered, " Oh, adhere to meFor we are bound by symmetryAnd whatever differences our lives have beenWe together make a limb" | |
This is the story of your red right ankle | |
This is the story of your gypsy uncle | |
You never knew ' cause he was dead | |
And how his face was carved an' ripped with wrinkles | |
In the picture in your head | |
And remember how you found the key | |
To his hideout in the | |
PyreneesBut you wanted to keep his secret safe | |
So you threw the key away | |
This is the story of your gypsy uncle | |
This is the story of the boys who loved you | |
Who love you now and loved you then | |
And some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed you | |
And some just laid around in bed | |
And some, they crumbled you straight to your knees | |
Did it cruel, did it tenderly | |
Some, they crawled their way into your heart | |
To rend your ventricles apart | |
This is the story of the boys who loved you | |
This is the story of your red right ankle |