歌曲 | The Last Cigarette |
歌手 | Ed Harcourt |
专辑 | The Beautiful Lie |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Harcourt | |
Found his memoirs in an old junk shop | |
Dated from 1916 | |
Sentenced to death while still shell-shocked | |
For deserting the infantry | |
Blindfold on and one step back | |
No need to get upset | |
Don't be hasty with the trigger boys | |
Let him smoke his one last cigarette | |
Down in the hospital on the 9th ward | |
An old man scratches his head | |
Reaching into his bedside drawer | |
He waits 'til the nurse is downstairs | |
'I'm nearly cured I've been so brave | |
And there's no need to fret | |
I'm gonna really quit this time | |
Let me smoke my one last cigarette' | |
Straight as a corkscrew | |
As bright as the night | |
Blind to the horror | |
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life | |
The awkward girl with a broken heart | |
Smashes her mirror until it fractures | |
Leaning down she picks up a shard | |
And ponders to question her actions | |
A selfish act, she's full aware | |
But the best one she's done yet | |
With tired eyes and steady hands | |
She'll smoke her one last cigarette | |
Straight as a corkscrew | |
As bright as the night | |
Blind to the horror | |
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life |
zuo qu : Harcourt | |
Found his memoirs in an old junk shop | |
Dated from 1916 | |
Sentenced to death while still shellshocked | |
For deserting the infantry | |
Blindfold on and one step back | |
No need to get upset | |
Don' t be hasty with the trigger boys | |
Let him smoke his one last cigarette | |
Down in the hospital on the 9th ward | |
An old man scratches his head | |
Reaching into his bedside drawer | |
He waits ' til the nurse is downstairs | |
' I' m nearly cured I' ve been so brave | |
And there' s no need to fret | |
I' m gonna really quit this time | |
Let me smoke my one last cigarette' | |
Straight as a corkscrew | |
As bright as the night | |
Blind to the horror | |
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life | |
The awkward girl with a broken heart | |
Smashes her mirror until it fractures | |
Leaning down she picks up a shard | |
And ponders to question her actions | |
A selfish act, she' s full aware | |
But the best one she' s done yet | |
With tired eyes and steady hands | |
She' ll smoke her one last cigarette | |
Straight as a corkscrew | |
As bright as the night | |
Blind to the horror | |
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life |
zuò qǔ : Harcourt | |
Found his memoirs in an old junk shop | |
Dated from 1916 | |
Sentenced to death while still shellshocked | |
For deserting the infantry | |
Blindfold on and one step back | |
No need to get upset | |
Don' t be hasty with the trigger boys | |
Let him smoke his one last cigarette | |
Down in the hospital on the 9th ward | |
An old man scratches his head | |
Reaching into his bedside drawer | |
He waits ' til the nurse is downstairs | |
' I' m nearly cured I' ve been so brave | |
And there' s no need to fret | |
I' m gonna really quit this time | |
Let me smoke my one last cigarette' | |
Straight as a corkscrew | |
As bright as the night | |
Blind to the horror | |
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life | |
The awkward girl with a broken heart | |
Smashes her mirror until it fractures | |
Leaning down she picks up a shard | |
And ponders to question her actions | |
A selfish act, she' s full aware | |
But the best one she' s done yet | |
With tired eyes and steady hands | |
She' ll smoke her one last cigarette | |
Straight as a corkscrew | |
As bright as the night | |
Blind to the horror | |
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life |