歌曲 | The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores |
歌手 | Morrissey |
专辑 | Live at Earls Court |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Boz Boorer/Morrissey | |
You must be wondering how the boy next door turned out | |
Have a care but don't stare because he's still there | |
Lamenting policewomen, policemen | |
Silly women, tax men, uniformed whores | |
They who wish to hurt you work within the law | |
This world is full, so full of crashing bores | |
And I must be one 'cos no one ever turns to me to say | |
Take me in your arms, take me in your arms and love me | |
You must be wondering how the boy next door turned out | |
Have the care and say a prayer because he's still there | |
Lamenting policewomen, policemen | |
Silly women, tax men, uniformed whores | |
Educated criminals work within the law | |
This world is full, so full of crashing bores | |
And I must be one 'cos no one ever turns to me to say | |
Take me in your arms, take me in your arms and love me, and love me | |
What really lies beyond at the constraints of my mind | |
Could it be the sea with fate mooning back at me | |
No, it's just more lock jawed, pop stars | |
Thicker than pig shit, nothing to convey | |
They're so scared to show intelligence | |
It might smear their lovely career | |
This world, | |
I am afraid, is designed for crashing bores | |
I am not one, | |
I am not one you don't understand | |
You don't understand and yet you can | |
Take me in your arms and love me, love me and love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me, love me, love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me | |
Would you do, would you do, what you should do |
zuo qu : Boz Boorer Morrissey | |
You must be wondering how the boy next door turned out | |
Have a care but don' t stare because he' s still there | |
Lamenting policewomen, policemen | |
Silly women, tax men, uniformed whores | |
They who wish to hurt you work within the law | |
This world is full, so full of crashing bores | |
And I must be one ' cos no one ever turns to me to say | |
Take me in your arms, take me in your arms and love me | |
You must be wondering how the boy next door turned out | |
Have the care and say a prayer because he' s still there | |
Lamenting policewomen, policemen | |
Silly women, tax men, uniformed whores | |
Educated criminals work within the law | |
This world is full, so full of crashing bores | |
And I must be one ' cos no one ever turns to me to say | |
Take me in your arms, take me in your arms and love me, and love me | |
What really lies beyond at the constraints of my mind | |
Could it be the sea with fate mooning back at me | |
No, it' s just more lock jawed, pop stars | |
Thicker than pig shit, nothing to convey | |
They' re so scared to show intelligence | |
It might smear their lovely career | |
This world, | |
I am afraid, is designed for crashing bores | |
I am not one, | |
I am not one you don' t understand | |
You don' t understand and yet you can | |
Take me in your arms and love me, love me and love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me, love me, love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me | |
Would you do, would you do, what you should do |
zuò qǔ : Boz Boorer Morrissey | |
You must be wondering how the boy next door turned out | |
Have a care but don' t stare because he' s still there | |
Lamenting policewomen, policemen | |
Silly women, tax men, uniformed whores | |
They who wish to hurt you work within the law | |
This world is full, so full of crashing bores | |
And I must be one ' cos no one ever turns to me to say | |
Take me in your arms, take me in your arms and love me | |
You must be wondering how the boy next door turned out | |
Have the care and say a prayer because he' s still there | |
Lamenting policewomen, policemen | |
Silly women, tax men, uniformed whores | |
Educated criminals work within the law | |
This world is full, so full of crashing bores | |
And I must be one ' cos no one ever turns to me to say | |
Take me in your arms, take me in your arms and love me, and love me | |
What really lies beyond at the constraints of my mind | |
Could it be the sea with fate mooning back at me | |
No, it' s just more lock jawed, pop stars | |
Thicker than pig shit, nothing to convey | |
They' re so scared to show intelligence | |
It might smear their lovely career | |
This world, | |
I am afraid, is designed for crashing bores | |
I am not one, | |
I am not one you don' t understand | |
You don' t understand and yet you can | |
Take me in your arms and love me, love me and love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me, love me, love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me | |
Take me in your arms and love me | |
Would you do, would you do, what you should do |