歌曲 | Our Lady of San Francisco |
歌手 | Cher |
专辑 | Not.Com.mercial |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cher, Garvin, Wayland | |
I met a woman in | |
San Francisco | |
Who was lyin' in the street | |
I walked on past her in a hurry | |
I didn't want her at my feet | |
Am I just numb or overloaded | |
Or have I lost all sense of worth | |
This lady beggin' for survival | |
Doomed by a twist of fate from birth i met this woman in | |
San Francisco | |
She only had one shoe | |
Have we all gone crazy | |
How can this happen | |
Is there nothin' we can do | |
I don't believe that for a fuckin minute | |
No system's comin' to her rescue | |
While she lay crying | |
I felt helpless | |
Where are these crack | |
That she fell through | |
The times we live in have less value | |
Than Bob Dole's useless arm | |
There are no fires burning brightly | |
What's even worse | |
There's no alarm | |
I met this lady in | |
San Francisco | |
She was dyin' at my feet | |
People passed her like she was nothin' | |
Less than garbage in the street | |
The times we live in must have value | |
We can't all turn away 'cos that woman who had nothin' | |
Might be me or you | |
Some day Some day | |
Some day Some day |
zuo ci : Cher, Garvin, Wayland | |
I met a woman in | |
San Francisco | |
Who was lyin' in the street | |
I walked on past her in a hurry | |
I didn' t want her at my feet | |
Am I just numb or overloaded | |
Or have I lost all sense of worth | |
This lady beggin' for survival | |
Doomed by a twist of fate from birth i met this woman in | |
San Francisco | |
She only had one shoe | |
Have we all gone crazy | |
How can this happen | |
Is there nothin' we can do | |
I don' t believe that for a fuckin minute | |
No system' s comin' to her rescue | |
While she lay crying | |
I felt helpless | |
Where are these crack | |
That she fell through | |
The times we live in have less value | |
Than Bob Dole' s useless arm | |
There are no fires burning brightly | |
What' s even worse | |
There' s no alarm | |
I met this lady in | |
San Francisco | |
She was dyin' at my feet | |
People passed her like she was nothin' | |
Less than garbage in the street | |
The times we live in must have value | |
We can' t all turn away ' cos that woman who had nothin' | |
Might be me or you | |
Some day Some day | |
Some day Some day |
zuò cí : Cher, Garvin, Wayland | |
I met a woman in | |
San Francisco | |
Who was lyin' in the street | |
I walked on past her in a hurry | |
I didn' t want her at my feet | |
Am I just numb or overloaded | |
Or have I lost all sense of worth | |
This lady beggin' for survival | |
Doomed by a twist of fate from birth i met this woman in | |
San Francisco | |
She only had one shoe | |
Have we all gone crazy | |
How can this happen | |
Is there nothin' we can do | |
I don' t believe that for a fuckin minute | |
No system' s comin' to her rescue | |
While she lay crying | |
I felt helpless | |
Where are these crack | |
That she fell through | |
The times we live in have less value | |
Than Bob Dole' s useless arm | |
There are no fires burning brightly | |
What' s even worse | |
There' s no alarm | |
I met this lady in | |
San Francisco | |
She was dyin' at my feet | |
People passed her like she was nothin' | |
Less than garbage in the street | |
The times we live in must have value | |
We can' t all turn away ' cos that woman who had nothin' | |
Might be me or you | |
Some day Some day | |
Some day Some day |