歌曲 | Slave To This |
歌手 | Soft Cell |
专辑 | This Last Night...In Sodom |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Oh, another day, another way | |
Another life, another day, another life of existence | |
Oh, fear, threat and filth, tender in hate | |
Slug and grab, trap and take away | |
Another track, meat rack and ruin | |
Boarded up and beaten up, roaming the streets | |
Have no respect for a life, a limb, a love | |
Whose love are you anyway? | |
Mother smiles, narrow smiles | |
Drink up your poison like a good little girl | |
Can't have your coke and beat it you know | |
Sick of seeing you bruised and burnt out | |
Ugly and low, so sick and tired of | |
Being sick and tired of being used and abused | |
That's right(That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right) | |
Pushing through the pavement sprawl | |
Round the late night supermarket, dirt locked lady | |
Who hits you in the chest | |
Give her all your money, | |
Mr. Barefoot | |
All the year round, please don't breathe on me | |
Oh and hi there, | |
Zizi Jean(Night) | |
MareStill sticky from you, still sticky from me(I hear voices) | |
Still sticky from you, still sticky from me | |
Smack, kerpow | |
Into cold grease burger prance | |
Call me Chico, | |
Chico from | |
Puerto Rico | |
Guilty of another cold handed sperm murder | |
Forever the crunch of makeup under foot | |
Where will you take me | |
When this is all over? | |
Somewhere where | |
I don't have to | |
Shiver in the shadows | |
So sick and tired of being used and abused | |
Everyday you set up go to work | |
Floating like the ash | |
In the Coffee | |
Pot café(That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right) | |
Throwing upon an over-diet of slob culture | |
Overdose and out, | |
I'm scared for you | |
For me, for you, no | |
For me, I got so tired of reading about the anguish of being | |
That I ended up being without and where will you take me? | |
Where will you take me? | |
Away from this hell to be(Or not to be) | |
Pull up the vacancy sign in your eyes | |
I've seen it and | |
I don't like it | |
I've seen it and | |
I don't like it | |
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired | |
Of being used and abused | |
Hey, is this the last night in | |
Sodom?(That's right, that's right, that's right) | |
Sick and tired | |
A day today of a life of existence | |
And his name is | |
Jesus(You have never known love)(Till you've known the love of God, that's right) | |
Only God may find a way | |
Where there is no way, that's right | |
Is this the last night in | |
Sodom?(You have never known love)(Till you've known the love of God, that's right) | |
What a waste | |
And they never shed a tear | |
For Jesus | |
Christ when | |
He died on the | |
CrossAnd they drove a spike in | |
His sideAnd hammered a crown of thorns on | |
His headWhat a waste |
Oh, another day, another way | |
Another life, another day, another life of existence | |
Oh, fear, threat and filth, tender in hate | |
Slug and grab, trap and take away | |
Another track, meat rack and ruin | |
Boarded up and beaten up, roaming the streets | |
Have no respect for a life, a limb, a love | |
Whose love are you anyway? | |
Mother smiles, narrow smiles | |
Drink up your poison like a good little girl | |
Can' t have your coke and beat it you know | |
Sick of seeing you bruised and burnt out | |
Ugly and low, so sick and tired of | |
Being sick and tired of being used and abused | |
That' s right That' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
Pushing through the pavement sprawl | |
Round the late night supermarket, dirt locked lady | |
Who hits you in the chest | |
Give her all your money, | |
Mr. Barefoot | |
All the year round, please don' t breathe on me | |
Oh and hi there, | |
Zizi Jean Night | |
MareStill sticky from you, still sticky from me I hear voices | |
Still sticky from you, still sticky from me | |
Smack, kerpow | |
Into cold grease burger prance | |
Call me Chico, | |
Chico from | |
Puerto Rico | |
Guilty of another cold handed sperm murder | |
Forever the crunch of makeup under foot | |
Where will you take me | |
When this is all over? | |
Somewhere where | |
I don' t have to | |
Shiver in the shadows | |
So sick and tired of being used and abused | |
Everyday you set up go to work | |
Floating like the ash | |
In the Coffee | |
Pot cafe That' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
Throwing upon an overdiet of slob culture | |
Overdose and out, | |
I' m scared for you | |
For me, for you, no | |
For me, I got so tired of reading about the anguish of being | |
That I ended up being without and where will you take me? | |
Where will you take me? | |
Away from this hell to be Or not to be | |
Pull up the vacancy sign in your eyes | |
I' ve seen it and | |
I don' t like it | |
I' ve seen it and | |
I don' t like it | |
I' m sick and tired of being sick and tired | |
Of being used and abused | |
Hey, is this the last night in | |
Sodom? That' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
Sick and tired | |
A day today of a life of existence | |
And his name is | |
Jesus You have never known love Till you' ve known the love of God, that' s right | |
Only God may find a way | |
Where there is no way, that' s right | |
Is this the last night in | |
Sodom? You have never known love Till you' ve known the love of God, that' s right | |
What a waste | |
And they never shed a tear | |
For Jesus | |
Christ when | |
He died on the | |
CrossAnd they drove a spike in | |
His sideAnd hammered a crown of thorns on | |
His headWhat a waste |
Oh, another day, another way | |
Another life, another day, another life of existence | |
Oh, fear, threat and filth, tender in hate | |
Slug and grab, trap and take away | |
Another track, meat rack and ruin | |
Boarded up and beaten up, roaming the streets | |
Have no respect for a life, a limb, a love | |
Whose love are you anyway? | |
Mother smiles, narrow smiles | |
Drink up your poison like a good little girl | |
Can' t have your coke and beat it you know | |
Sick of seeing you bruised and burnt out | |
Ugly and low, so sick and tired of | |
Being sick and tired of being used and abused | |
That' s right That' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
Pushing through the pavement sprawl | |
Round the late night supermarket, dirt locked lady | |
Who hits you in the chest | |
Give her all your money, | |
Mr. Barefoot | |
All the year round, please don' t breathe on me | |
Oh and hi there, | |
Zizi Jean Night | |
MareStill sticky from you, still sticky from me I hear voices | |
Still sticky from you, still sticky from me | |
Smack, kerpow | |
Into cold grease burger prance | |
Call me Chico, | |
Chico from | |
Puerto Rico | |
Guilty of another cold handed sperm murder | |
Forever the crunch of makeup under foot | |
Where will you take me | |
When this is all over? | |
Somewhere where | |
I don' t have to | |
Shiver in the shadows | |
So sick and tired of being used and abused | |
Everyday you set up go to work | |
Floating like the ash | |
In the Coffee | |
Pot café That' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
Throwing upon an overdiet of slob culture | |
Overdose and out, | |
I' m scared for you | |
For me, for you, no | |
For me, I got so tired of reading about the anguish of being | |
That I ended up being without and where will you take me? | |
Where will you take me? | |
Away from this hell to be Or not to be | |
Pull up the vacancy sign in your eyes | |
I' ve seen it and | |
I don' t like it | |
I' ve seen it and | |
I don' t like it | |
I' m sick and tired of being sick and tired | |
Of being used and abused | |
Hey, is this the last night in | |
Sodom? That' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
Sick and tired | |
A day today of a life of existence | |
And his name is | |
Jesus You have never known love Till you' ve known the love of God, that' s right | |
Only God may find a way | |
Where there is no way, that' s right | |
Is this the last night in | |
Sodom? You have never known love Till you' ve known the love of God, that' s right | |
What a waste | |
And they never shed a tear | |
For Jesus | |
Christ when | |
He died on the | |
CrossAnd they drove a spike in | |
His sideAnd hammered a crown of thorns on | |
His headWhat a waste |