歌曲 | Down In The Street Below |
歌手 | The Divine Comedy |
专辑 | Bang Goes The Knighthood |
Press the doorbell and push the door | |
Climb the darkened stairwell to the second floor | |
She’ll be waiting for you in her dressing-gown | |
With the drink she poured you when she heard the sound | |
Watch the film, eat the food she cooked | |
Talk of how the film ain’t half as good as the book | |
Kiss her sleepy eyes closed and say ‘it’s time’ | |
To slip beneath the shadows of the bedroom blinds | |
Well it’s always a pleasure and never a chore | |
But you just don’t know whether you’re doing it for the right reasons | |
It’s cold for the season down in the street below | |
Men and women go about their business | |
Picking up the last few things for Christmas | |
Trying not to step upon the pigeons | |
Praying to the gods of their religions | |
That they might be spared a little longer | |
That they might become a little stronger | |
Down in the street below | |
Everybody’s on a secret mission | |
Everybody’s got their own ambitions | |
They would tell you if they thought you’d listen | |
They would say how lately they’ve been wishing | |
For the chance to meet a handsome stranger | |
Lead a life of elegance and danger | |
Down in the street below | |
Down in the street below | |
Way up high in a phallic tower | |
You’re swimming in a tiny galaxy of stars | |
Knocking back mojitos at the cocktail bar | |
Talking ’bout burritos and conceptual art | |
Your armchair’s round and your glass is square | |
The clientele’s straight out of this month’s Vanity Fair | |
Well look around the place, something’s not quite right | |
Yours is the only face that you don’t recognize | |
Well it’s always a pleasure and never a chore | |
But you just don’t know whether you’re doing it for the right reasons | |
It’s cold for the season down in the street below |
Press the doorbell and push the door | |
Climb the darkened stairwell to the second floor | |
She' ll be waiting for you in her dressinggown | |
With the drink she poured you when she heard the sound | |
Watch the film, eat the food she cooked | |
Talk of how the film ain' t half as good as the book | |
Kiss her sleepy eyes closed and say ' it' s time' | |
To slip beneath the shadows of the bedroom blinds | |
Well it' s always a pleasure and never a chore | |
But you just don' t know whether you' re doing it for the right reasons | |
It' s cold for the season down in the street below | |
Men and women go about their business | |
Picking up the last few things for Christmas | |
Trying not to step upon the pigeons | |
Praying to the gods of their religions | |
That they might be spared a little longer | |
That they might become a little stronger | |
Down in the street below | |
Everybody' s on a secret mission | |
Everybody' s got their own ambitions | |
They would tell you if they thought you' d listen | |
They would say how lately they' ve been wishing | |
For the chance to meet a handsome stranger | |
Lead a life of elegance and danger | |
Down in the street below | |
Down in the street below | |
Way up high in a phallic tower | |
You' re swimming in a tiny galaxy of stars | |
Knocking back mojitos at the cocktail bar | |
Talking ' bout burritos and conceptual art | |
Your armchair' s round and your glass is square | |
The clientele' s straight out of this month' s Vanity Fair | |
Well look around the place, something' s not quite right | |
Yours is the only face that you don' t recognize | |
Well it' s always a pleasure and never a chore | |
But you just don' t know whether you' re doing it for the right reasons | |
It' s cold for the season down in the street below |