歌曲 | Rock Minuet |
歌手 | Lou Reed |
专辑 | Berlin: Live at St. Ann's Warehouse |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : REED, LOU | |
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul | |
If he murdered his father, he thought he'd become whole | |
While listening at night to an old radio | |
Where they danced to the rock minuet | |
In the gay bars in the back of the bar | |
He consummated hatred on a cold sawdust floor | |
While the jukebox played backbeats, he sniffed coke off a jar | |
While they danced to a rock minuet | |
School was a waste, he was meant for the street | |
But school was the only way, the army could be beat | |
The two whores sucked his nipples 'til he came on their feet | |
As they danced to the rock minuet | |
He dreamt that his father was sunk to his knees | |
His leather belt tied so tight that it was hard to breathe | |
And the studs from his jacket were as cold as a breeze | |
As he danced to a rock minuet | |
He pictured the bedroom where he heard the first cry | |
His mother on all fours, ah, with his father behind | |
And her yell hurt so much, he had wished he'd gone blind | |
And rocked to a rock minuet | |
In the back of the warehouse were a couple of guys | |
They had tied someone up and sewn up their eyes | |
And he got so excited he came on his thighs | |
When they danced to the rock minuet | |
On avenue b, someone cruised him one night | |
He took him in an alley and then pulled a knife | |
And thought of his father, as he cut his windpipe | |
And finally danced to the rock minuet | |
In the curse of the alley, the thrill of the street | |
On the bitter cold docks where the outlaws all meet | |
In euphoria drug in euphoria heat | |
You could dance to the rock minuet | |
In the thrill of the needle and anonymous sex | |
You could dance to the rock minuet | |
So when you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance to the rock minuet |
zuo ci : REED, LOU | |
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul | |
If he murdered his father, he thought he' d become whole | |
While listening at night to an old radio | |
Where they danced to the rock minuet | |
In the gay bars in the back of the bar | |
He consummated hatred on a cold sawdust floor | |
While the jukebox played backbeats, he sniffed coke off a jar | |
While they danced to a rock minuet | |
School was a waste, he was meant for the street | |
But school was the only way, the army could be beat | |
The two whores sucked his nipples ' til he came on their feet | |
As they danced to the rock minuet | |
He dreamt that his father was sunk to his knees | |
His leather belt tied so tight that it was hard to breathe | |
And the studs from his jacket were as cold as a breeze | |
As he danced to a rock minuet | |
He pictured the bedroom where he heard the first cry | |
His mother on all fours, ah, with his father behind | |
And her yell hurt so much, he had wished he' d gone blind | |
And rocked to a rock minuet | |
In the back of the warehouse were a couple of guys | |
They had tied someone up and sewn up their eyes | |
And he got so excited he came on his thighs | |
When they danced to the rock minuet | |
On avenue b, someone cruised him one night | |
He took him in an alley and then pulled a knife | |
And thought of his father, as he cut his windpipe | |
And finally danced to the rock minuet | |
In the curse of the alley, the thrill of the street | |
On the bitter cold docks where the outlaws all meet | |
In euphoria drug in euphoria heat | |
You could dance to the rock minuet | |
In the thrill of the needle and anonymous sex | |
You could dance to the rock minuet | |
So when you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance to the rock minuet |
zuò cí : REED, LOU | |
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul | |
If he murdered his father, he thought he' d become whole | |
While listening at night to an old radio | |
Where they danced to the rock minuet | |
In the gay bars in the back of the bar | |
He consummated hatred on a cold sawdust floor | |
While the jukebox played backbeats, he sniffed coke off a jar | |
While they danced to a rock minuet | |
School was a waste, he was meant for the street | |
But school was the only way, the army could be beat | |
The two whores sucked his nipples ' til he came on their feet | |
As they danced to the rock minuet | |
He dreamt that his father was sunk to his knees | |
His leather belt tied so tight that it was hard to breathe | |
And the studs from his jacket were as cold as a breeze | |
As he danced to a rock minuet | |
He pictured the bedroom where he heard the first cry | |
His mother on all fours, ah, with his father behind | |
And her yell hurt so much, he had wished he' d gone blind | |
And rocked to a rock minuet | |
In the back of the warehouse were a couple of guys | |
They had tied someone up and sewn up their eyes | |
And he got so excited he came on his thighs | |
When they danced to the rock minuet | |
On avenue b, someone cruised him one night | |
He took him in an alley and then pulled a knife | |
And thought of his father, as he cut his windpipe | |
And finally danced to the rock minuet | |
In the curse of the alley, the thrill of the street | |
On the bitter cold docks where the outlaws all meet | |
In euphoria drug in euphoria heat | |
You could dance to the rock minuet | |
In the thrill of the needle and anonymous sex | |
You could dance to the rock minuet | |
So when you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance hard, slow dancing | |
When you dance to the rock minuet |