歌曲 | Backsliding Fearlessly |
歌手 | Mott the Hoople |
专辑 | Mott the Hoople |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hunter | |
(Ian Hunter) | |
I dreamt of being horses in shackles of gold | |
And the men that were young then are now terribly old | |
The graveyard was creaking with too many bones | |
While the bishop was praying his cassock was sold | |
Three cheers for the innocent though he is perverse | |
Three screams for the hangman as he cries for the hearse | |
I weep for the rebels conventional ways | |
For he loses his mind while the devious stay | |
By the way | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you do if you could be there | |
Well would you still take me | |
Would you take me anywhere | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you say when things were down | |
Would you still want me | |
Would you want me around | |
So come all ye faithful and slaughter your lambs | |
Your minds have been whipped by experienced hands | |
I wish we were children | |
I'd welcome the change | |
And the mind of an old man you can't rearrange | |
Ain't it strange | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you do if you could be there | |
Would you still | |
Would you still take me anywhere | |
If the world saluted you | |
What would you say when things were down | |
Would you still want me | |
Would you still want me around |
zuo ci : Hunter | |
Ian Hunter | |
I dreamt of being horses in shackles of gold | |
And the men that were young then are now terribly old | |
The graveyard was creaking with too many bones | |
While the bishop was praying his cassock was sold | |
Three cheers for the innocent though he is perverse | |
Three screams for the hangman as he cries for the hearse | |
I weep for the rebels conventional ways | |
For he loses his mind while the devious stay | |
By the way | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you do if you could be there | |
Well would you still take me | |
Would you take me anywhere | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you say when things were down | |
Would you still want me | |
Would you want me around | |
So come all ye faithful and slaughter your lambs | |
Your minds have been whipped by experienced hands | |
I wish we were children | |
I' d welcome the change | |
And the mind of an old man you can' t rearrange | |
Ain' t it strange | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you do if you could be there | |
Would you still | |
Would you still take me anywhere | |
If the world saluted you | |
What would you say when things were down | |
Would you still want me | |
Would you still want me around |
zuò cí : Hunter | |
Ian Hunter | |
I dreamt of being horses in shackles of gold | |
And the men that were young then are now terribly old | |
The graveyard was creaking with too many bones | |
While the bishop was praying his cassock was sold | |
Three cheers for the innocent though he is perverse | |
Three screams for the hangman as he cries for the hearse | |
I weep for the rebels conventional ways | |
For he loses his mind while the devious stay | |
By the way | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you do if you could be there | |
Well would you still take me | |
Would you take me anywhere | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you say when things were down | |
Would you still want me | |
Would you want me around | |
So come all ye faithful and slaughter your lambs | |
Your minds have been whipped by experienced hands | |
I wish we were children | |
I' d welcome the change | |
And the mind of an old man you can' t rearrange | |
Ain' t it strange | |
If the world saluted you | |
Well what would you do if you could be there | |
Would you still | |
Would you still take me anywhere | |
If the world saluted you | |
What would you say when things were down | |
Would you still want me | |
Would you still want me around |