歌曲 | Lightning Bolts |
歌手 | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
专辑 | Push the Sky Away |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.30] | 作曲:Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis, Thomas Wydler |
[00:00.30] | 作词:Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis, Thomas Wydler |
[00:15.794] | Two lightning bolts were delivered to my room, |
[00:20.015] | They were gifts from Zeus. |
[00:24.154] | I rock the bolts in a bassinet of pine. |
[00:28.295] | People ask me how I am, |
[00:30.901] | I say I’m all right, I’m fine. |
[00:40.785] | I push the lightning bolts in a pram, |
[00:43.253] | Till the sun goes down and it gets dark, |
[00:48.181] | And the girls from Jubilee Street hang out their windows, |
[00:52.170] | And they wave and ask me how I am tonight. |
[00:55.985] | I say I’m good, I’m all right. |
[01:06.553] | In Athens all the youths are crying from the gas. |
[01:12.414] | I’m by the hotel pool working on a tan. |
[01:17.777] | People come up and ask me who I am. |
[01:21.738] | I say if you don’t know, don’t ask. |
[01:25.916] | Zeus laughs – but it’s the gas. |
[01:29.949] | And he asks me how I am. |
[01:32.993] | I say Zeus, don’t ask. |
[01:42.648] | My lightning bolts are jolts of joy, |
[01:45.876] | They are joy boys from Zeus. |
[01:49.605] | I feed them porridge in their booster seats of knowledge. |
[01:54.737] | And in the cradle of democracy, the pigeons are wearing gas masks. |
[02:04.860] | My lightning bolts play in the elevators, |
[02:09.654] | They slide down the hotel banister, |
[02:13.046] | And Zeus throws a gas canister, |
[02:15.991] | And it spins around the pool, |
[02:19.619] | As pigeons wearing respirators steal the lightning bolts. |
[02:24.579] | Zeus wants them back. |
[02:27.466] | O my bolts of joy, |
[02:31.058] | O my darling little boys. |
[02:34.114] | They are lost to us. |
[02:36.736] | And people... |
[02:39.130] | They are never coming back. |
[02:45.721] | At night I watch them sleep, |
[02:49.599] | And cry years of tears, |
[02:52.629] | And it’s not the gas. |
[02:55.844] | People ask me how we are |
[02:59.288] | We are, I say, mostly lost. |
[00:00.30] | zuo qu: Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis, Thomas Wydler |
[00:00.30] | zuo ci: Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis, Thomas Wydler |
[00:15.794] | Two lightning bolts were delivered to my room, |
[00:20.015] | They were gifts from Zeus. |
[00:24.154] | I rock the bolts in a bassinet of pine. |
[00:28.295] | People ask me how I am, |
[00:30.901] | I say I' m all right, I' m fine. |
[00:40.785] | I push the lightning bolts in a pram, |
[00:43.253] | Till the sun goes down and it gets dark, |
[00:48.181] | And the girls from Jubilee Street hang out their windows, |
[00:52.170] | And they wave and ask me how I am tonight. |
[00:55.985] | I say I' m good, I' m all right. |
[01:06.553] | In Athens all the youths are crying from the gas. |
[01:12.414] | I' m by the hotel pool working on a tan. |
[01:17.777] | People come up and ask me who I am. |
[01:21.738] | I say if you don' t know, don' t ask. |
[01:25.916] | Zeus laughs but it' s the gas. |
[01:29.949] | And he asks me how I am. |
[01:32.993] | I say Zeus, don' t ask. |
[01:42.648] | My lightning bolts are jolts of joy, |
[01:45.876] | They are joy boys from Zeus. |
[01:49.605] | I feed them porridge in their booster seats of knowledge. |
[01:54.737] | And in the cradle of democracy, the pigeons are wearing gas masks. |
[02:04.860] | My lightning bolts play in the elevators, |
[02:09.654] | They slide down the hotel banister, |
[02:13.046] | And Zeus throws a gas canister, |
[02:15.991] | And it spins around the pool, |
[02:19.619] | As pigeons wearing respirators steal the lightning bolts. |
[02:24.579] | Zeus wants them back. |
[02:27.466] | O my bolts of joy, |
[02:31.058] | O my darling little boys. |
[02:34.114] | They are lost to us. |
[02:36.736] | And people... |
[02:39.130] | They are never coming back. |
[02:45.721] | At night I watch them sleep, |
[02:49.599] | And cry years of tears, |
[02:52.629] | And it' s not the gas. |
[02:55.844] | People ask me how we are |
[02:59.288] | We are, I say, mostly lost. |
[00:00.30] | zuò qǔ: Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis, Thomas Wydler |
[00:00.30] | zuò cí: Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis, Thomas Wydler |
[00:15.794] | Two lightning bolts were delivered to my room, |
[00:20.015] | They were gifts from Zeus. |
[00:24.154] | I rock the bolts in a bassinet of pine. |
[00:28.295] | People ask me how I am, |
[00:30.901] | I say I' m all right, I' m fine. |
[00:40.785] | I push the lightning bolts in a pram, |
[00:43.253] | Till the sun goes down and it gets dark, |
[00:48.181] | And the girls from Jubilee Street hang out their windows, |
[00:52.170] | And they wave and ask me how I am tonight. |
[00:55.985] | I say I' m good, I' m all right. |
[01:06.553] | In Athens all the youths are crying from the gas. |
[01:12.414] | I' m by the hotel pool working on a tan. |
[01:17.777] | People come up and ask me who I am. |
[01:21.738] | I say if you don' t know, don' t ask. |
[01:25.916] | Zeus laughs but it' s the gas. |
[01:29.949] | And he asks me how I am. |
[01:32.993] | I say Zeus, don' t ask. |
[01:42.648] | My lightning bolts are jolts of joy, |
[01:45.876] | They are joy boys from Zeus. |
[01:49.605] | I feed them porridge in their booster seats of knowledge. |
[01:54.737] | And in the cradle of democracy, the pigeons are wearing gas masks. |
[02:04.860] | My lightning bolts play in the elevators, |
[02:09.654] | They slide down the hotel banister, |
[02:13.046] | And Zeus throws a gas canister, |
[02:15.991] | And it spins around the pool, |
[02:19.619] | As pigeons wearing respirators steal the lightning bolts. |
[02:24.579] | Zeus wants them back. |
[02:27.466] | O my bolts of joy, |
[02:31.058] | O my darling little boys. |
[02:34.114] | They are lost to us. |
[02:36.736] | And people... |
[02:39.130] | They are never coming back. |
[02:45.721] | At night I watch them sleep, |
[02:49.599] | And cry years of tears, |
[02:52.629] | And it' s not the gas. |
[02:55.844] | People ask me how we are |
[02:59.288] | We are, I say, mostly lost. |