歌曲 | Whip And Chain |
歌手 | Ministry |
专辑 | Dark Side Of The Spoon |
作词 : Ministry | |
Don't wanna hear your voice | |
Don't really know if I have a choice | |
Don't wanna be the one that makes you forget | |
You're choking on regret | |
You're choking on regret | |
You're choking on death | |
Don't think we've ever met | |
Don't think you offered up a God given name | |
Who did the talking then, the whip or the chain? | |
You've got pleasure from the sentence of pain | |
But then they get you with the burden of shame | |
The true measure is the one that remains | |
Don't wanna...don't wanna... | |
Don't wanna be your cane | |
Don't wanna be your cane baby | |
Don't wanna be your cane | |
Don't wanna be your cane baby | |
Don't wanna be your cane | |
(Very fast wailing sample:) | |
In a concrete cell | |
No soul would dare to tell | |
She craves to cup his mind | |
She makes him give them time | |
She likes to throw a whip | |
And see a young boy slip | |
She likes to see him crawl | |
Right up the chamber walls | |
When their eyes are covered | |
Like vultures she hovers | |
She gets her love and hate | |
When they scream no more | |
She gives them just one more | |
Won't let you kill me just yet | |
Don't even care if there's a price on my head | |
Don't wanna wind up in a bloody refrain | |
Don't wanna be your... | |
Don't wanna be your cane | |
Don't wanna be your cane baby | |
Don't wanna be your cane | |
I said, I don't...don't...I don't wanna be your cane | |
I said, I don't...don't...I don't wanna be your cane |
zuò cí : Ministry | |
Don' t wanna hear your voice | |
Don' t really know if I have a choice | |
Don' t wanna be the one that makes you forget | |
You' re choking on regret | |
You' re choking on regret | |
You' re choking on death | |
Don' t think we' ve ever met | |
Don' t think you offered up a God given name | |
Who did the talking then, the whip or the chain? | |
You' ve got pleasure from the sentence of pain | |
But then they get you with the burden of shame | |
The true measure is the one that remains | |
Don' t wanna... don' t wanna... | |
Don' t wanna be your cane | |
Don' t wanna be your cane baby | |
Don' t wanna be your cane | |
Don' t wanna be your cane baby | |
Don' t wanna be your cane | |
Very fast wailing sample: | |
In a concrete cell | |
No soul would dare to tell | |
She craves to cup his mind | |
She makes him give them time | |
She likes to throw a whip | |
And see a young boy slip | |
She likes to see him crawl | |
Right up the chamber walls | |
When their eyes are covered | |
Like vultures she hovers | |
She gets her love and hate | |
When they scream no more | |
She gives them just one more | |
Won' t let you kill me just yet | |
Don' t even care if there' s a price on my head | |
Don' t wanna wind up in a bloody refrain | |
Don' t wanna be your... | |
Don' t wanna be your cane | |
Don' t wanna be your cane baby | |
Don' t wanna be your cane | |
I said, I don' t... don' t... I don' t wanna be your cane | |
I said, I don' t... don' t... I don' t wanna be your cane |