歌曲 | Princess Coldheart |
歌手 | The Legendary Pink Dots |
专辑 | Crushed Velvet Apocalypse |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ka-Spel | |
Princess Coldheart closed her eyes | |
And waited for the kiss to snap the chain between her lips | |
They waited proud, they waited willing | |
Filed in, failed, and so she killed them | |
Sitting on her cutglass throne for 40 years without a phone | |
Without a single word | |
100 thousand would-be suitors | |
Dead because they couldn't move her | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Pretty flowers bloom | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Some were daring, tried the tricks they'd learned in France | |
Some would touch her hand | |
Money signs etched in their eyes | |
She sensed it and one by one they died | |
Others chanted poems, even showered her with strange expensive gifts. | |
She couldn't read, she owned the best | |
She laid their flattery to rest | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Pretty flowers bloom | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Then, one october night | |
The humble village fool caught sight of Coldheart and he fell | |
He smashed a rock against her throne | |
He snatched her hand and took her home | |
Happily they lived forever after | |
He wears her chain upon his chest | |
She even lets him kiss her breast | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
In their garden flowers grew | |
They pick them and decorate their room, it's touching | |
It's touching, so touching | |
It's touching, so touching, ahhh.... |
zuo ci : KaSpel | |
Princess Coldheart closed her eyes | |
And waited for the kiss to snap the chain between her lips | |
They waited proud, they waited willing | |
Filed in, failed, and so she killed them | |
Sitting on her cutglass throne for 40 years without a phone | |
Without a single word | |
100 thousand wouldbe suitors | |
Dead because they couldn' t move her | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Pretty flowers bloom | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Some were daring, tried the tricks they' d learned in France | |
Some would touch her hand | |
Money signs etched in their eyes | |
She sensed it and one by one they died | |
Others chanted poems, even showered her with strange expensive gifts. | |
She couldn' t read, she owned the best | |
She laid their flattery to rest | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Pretty flowers bloom | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Then, one october night | |
The humble village fool caught sight of Coldheart and he fell | |
He smashed a rock against her throne | |
He snatched her hand and took her home | |
Happily they lived forever after | |
He wears her chain upon his chest | |
She even lets him kiss her breast | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
In their garden flowers grew | |
They pick them and decorate their room, it' s touching | |
It' s touching, so touching | |
It' s touching, so touching, ahhh.... |
zuò cí : KaSpel | |
Princess Coldheart closed her eyes | |
And waited for the kiss to snap the chain between her lips | |
They waited proud, they waited willing | |
Filed in, failed, and so she killed them | |
Sitting on her cutglass throne for 40 years without a phone | |
Without a single word | |
100 thousand wouldbe suitors | |
Dead because they couldn' t move her | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Pretty flowers bloom | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Some were daring, tried the tricks they' d learned in France | |
Some would touch her hand | |
Money signs etched in their eyes | |
She sensed it and one by one they died | |
Others chanted poems, even showered her with strange expensive gifts. | |
She couldn' t read, she owned the best | |
She laid their flattery to rest | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Pretty flowers bloom | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
Then, one october night | |
The humble village fool caught sight of Coldheart and he fell | |
He smashed a rock against her throne | |
He snatched her hand and took her home | |
Happily they lived forever after | |
He wears her chain upon his chest | |
She even lets him kiss her breast | |
In the courtyard flowers bloomed | |
They drapped themselves round tombs and rows of crosses | |
In their garden flowers grew | |
They pick them and decorate their room, it' s touching | |
It' s touching, so touching | |
It' s touching, so touching, ahhh.... |