歌曲 | The Blue Mask |
歌手 | Lou Reed |
专辑 | The Blue Mask |
作词 : Reed | |
They tied his arms behind his back | |
To teach him how to swim | |
They put blood in his coffee | |
And milk in his gin | |
They stood over the soldier | |
In the midst of the squalor | |
There was war in his body | |
And it caused his brain to holler | |
Make the sacrifice | |
Mutilate my face | |
If you need someone to kill | |
I'm a man without a will | |
Wash the razor in the rain | |
Let me luxuriate in pain | |
Please don't set me free | |
Death means a lot to me | |
The pain was lean and it made him scream | |
He knew he was alive | |
He put a pin through the nipples on his chest | |
He thought he was a saint | |
I've made love to my mother, killed my father and brother | |
What am i to do | |
When a sin goes too far, it's like a runaway car | |
It cannot be controlled | |
Spit upon his face and scream | |
There's no oedipus today | |
This is no play you're thinking you are in | |
What will you say | |
Take the blue mask down from my face | |
And look me in the eye | |
I get a thrill from punishment | |
I've always been that way | |
I loathe and despise repentance | |
You are permanently stained | |
Your weakness buys indifference | |
And indiscretion in the streets | |
Dirty's what you are and clean is what you're not | |
You deserve to be soundly beat | |
Make the sacrifice | |
Take it all the way | |
There's no "won't" high enough | |
To stop this desperate day | |
Don't take death away | |
Cut the finger at the joint | |
Cut the stallion at his mount | |
And stuff it in his mouth |
zuò cí : Reed | |
They tied his arms behind his back | |
To teach him how to swim | |
They put blood in his coffee | |
And milk in his gin | |
They stood over the soldier | |
In the midst of the squalor | |
There was war in his body | |
And it caused his brain to holler | |
Make the sacrifice | |
Mutilate my face | |
If you need someone to kill | |
I' m a man without a will | |
Wash the razor in the rain | |
Let me luxuriate in pain | |
Please don' t set me free | |
Death means a lot to me | |
The pain was lean and it made him scream | |
He knew he was alive | |
He put a pin through the nipples on his chest | |
He thought he was a saint | |
I' ve made love to my mother, killed my father and brother | |
What am i to do | |
When a sin goes too far, it' s like a runaway car | |
It cannot be controlled | |
Spit upon his face and scream | |
There' s no oedipus today | |
This is no play you' re thinking you are in | |
What will you say | |
Take the blue mask down from my face | |
And look me in the eye | |
I get a thrill from punishment | |
I' ve always been that way | |
I loathe and despise repentance | |
You are permanently stained | |
Your weakness buys indifference | |
And indiscretion in the streets | |
Dirty' s what you are and clean is what you' re not | |
You deserve to be soundly beat | |
Make the sacrifice | |
Take it all the way | |
There' s no " won' t" high enough | |
To stop this desperate day | |
Don' t take death away | |
Cut the finger at the joint | |
Cut the stallion at his mount | |
And stuff it in his mouth |