歌曲 | I Don't Want To Bring Your Gods Down |
歌手 | Terence Trent D'Arby |
专辑 | Neither Fish Nor Flesh a Soundtrack Of Love, Faith, Hope & Destruction |
作词 : DArby | |
(Spoken Intro) | |
People This is not a film | |
This is my song | |
Now pick up your shovel and | |
Dig I don't want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
I don't want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
Their flesh and blood for you too real | |
The wine that flows from their nostrils | |
Too red Their master strokes too fundamental | |
Their saint soaked cathedrals too done | |
I don't want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
I don't want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
The ferocity of their cat claws too steel | |
And we the weak kneed weeds of their | |
Weaker breed never paused to feel | |
We're not the masters of the land we survey | |
But I guess you'd come to that conclusion | |
When you're ready in your own time anyway | |
I don't want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
I don't want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
Because their armour and their crest cuts too deep | |
And the cold landcliffs where they rest are far too steep | |
But I just wanna say to you that like your | |
Gods, your guilt and your beliefs | |
I too wanna be | |
With you 'til the very end babe |
zuò cí : DArby | |
Spoken Intro | |
People This is not a film | |
This is my song | |
Now pick up your shovel and | |
Dig I don' t want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
I don' t want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
Their flesh and blood for you too real | |
The wine that flows from their nostrils | |
Too red Their master strokes too fundamental | |
Their saint soaked cathedrals too done | |
I don' t want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
I don' t want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
The ferocity of their cat claws too steel | |
And we the weak kneed weeds of their | |
Weaker breed never paused to feel | |
We' re not the masters of the land we survey | |
But I guess you' d come to that conclusion | |
When you' re ready in your own time anyway | |
I don' t want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
I don' t want to bring your | |
Gods down babe | |
Because their armour and their crest cuts too deep | |
And the cold landcliffs where they rest are far too steep | |
But I just wanna say to you that like your | |
Gods, your guilt and your beliefs | |
I too wanna be | |
With you ' til the very end babe |