歌曲 | Murderers, The Hope Of Women |
歌手 | Momus |
专辑 | Monsters Of Love |
作词 : Currie | |
With this knife I cut the cake | |
Who will be my bride today | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
Watch her climb the step ladder | |
A present from her stepfather | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
See her reaching out and stripping down the muslin drapes | |
A cover for her nakedness, a veil for her face | |
With curtains for your wedding dress | |
You must take your place amongst | |
The Proper Little Madams | |
And now because I love you | |
I must take my place too | |
Amongst the murderers, the hope of women | |
Death in every new beginning | |
I must take this woman for my sentence of life | |
And she must take my knife | |
I will buy a ring of gold | |
And you will practise birth control | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
Like a puppet on a string | |
Of oestrogen and progesterone | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
This is where your misery starts | |
This is where your mystery stops | |
We'll rent a television | |
To replace Pandora's Box | |
And I will wear a business face | |
And you will learn your proper place | |
From those Proper Little Madams | |
And in my world of cut and thrust | |
I will learn that my place, my place must ..... | |
Be with the murderers, the hope of women | |
Death in every new beginning | |
I must take this woman for my sentence of life | |
And she must take my knife | |
In my pipe and slippers | |
Do I look like Jack The Ripper? | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
But I poisoned you with every kiss | |
Smothered you with domestic bliss | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
Underneath the suntan from the sun lamp that we bought | |
Your face is paler than the pale face of a corpse | |
And from the seventh floor of our bungalow | |
You flung yourself down to where they stood below | |
Those Proper Little Madams | |
But in white hair, wrinkles and false teeth | |
I escaped detection by the police | |
One of the murderers, the hope of women | |
Death in every new beginning | |
I must take this woman for my sentence of life | |
And she must take my knife |
zuò cí : Currie | |
With this knife I cut the cake | |
Who will be my bride today | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
Watch her climb the step ladder | |
A present from her stepfather | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
See her reaching out and stripping down the muslin drapes | |
A cover for her nakedness, a veil for her face | |
With curtains for your wedding dress | |
You must take your place amongst | |
The Proper Little Madams | |
And now because I love you | |
I must take my place too | |
Amongst the murderers, the hope of women | |
Death in every new beginning | |
I must take this woman for my sentence of life | |
And she must take my knife | |
I will buy a ring of gold | |
And you will practise birth control | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
Like a puppet on a string | |
Of oestrogen and progesterone | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
This is where your misery starts | |
This is where your mystery stops | |
We' ll rent a television | |
To replace Pandora' s Box | |
And I will wear a business face | |
And you will learn your proper place | |
From those Proper Little Madams | |
And in my world of cut and thrust | |
I will learn that my place, my place must ..... | |
Be with the murderers, the hope of women | |
Death in every new beginning | |
I must take this woman for my sentence of life | |
And she must take my knife | |
In my pipe and slippers | |
Do I look like Jack The Ripper? | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
But I poisoned you with every kiss | |
Smothered you with domestic bliss | |
Sweet Fanny Adams | |
Underneath the suntan from the sun lamp that we bought | |
Your face is paler than the pale face of a corpse | |
And from the seventh floor of our bungalow | |
You flung yourself down to where they stood below | |
Those Proper Little Madams | |
But in white hair, wrinkles and false teeth | |
I escaped detection by the police | |
One of the murderers, the hope of women | |
Death in every new beginning | |
I must take this woman for my sentence of life | |
And she must take my knife |