作曲 : Gilbert, Hagerman, Schroder ... | |
Well this is one place where | |
Your gods can't dwell | |
It's like walking in | |
To the mouth of hell | |
Sweating our dignities out on the subway | |
At the beginning of another long, long day | |
As for my mortal remains | |
I couldn't care | |
'Cause when the day is done | |
She'll be waiting here | |
That's when I love the accommodations | |
In a urine smelling transit station | |
I'll move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
'Til it's quitting time | |
'Cause I know what your time is worth | |
And I'll give my days to the Neanderthals | |
With the classic rock | |
And the wrecking ball | |
I'll go swimming in the wet concrete | |
And I'll cast my pearls at the unpaved streets | |
I don't mind the mental atrophy | |
'Cause when the lids come down, you're all I see | |
You're like a lovely hallucination | |
You get me through my current occupation | |
I'll move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
'Til it's quitting time | |
'Cause I know what your time is worth | |
See I'm towering | |
Above mortal men | |
I'll emerge from the darkness | |
And there you stand | |
You're the Queen of all the surface streets | |
I'm a wiener boy, that you're here to meet | |
I don't need the money | |
I couldn't care | |
'Cause everything I want is standing right here | |
I would live on the street | |
In a cardboard shack | |
Just the worship the feet | |
And the curve of your back | |
You'll be my only preoccupation | |
On a permanent vacation | |
Now I will move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
'Til it's quitting time | |
'Cause I know what your love is worth | |
What your love is worth | |
What your love is worth |
zuo qu : Gilbert, Hagerman, Schroder ... | |
Well this is one place where | |
Your gods can' t dwell | |
It' s like walking in | |
To the mouth of hell | |
Sweating our dignities out on the subway | |
At the beginning of another long, long day | |
As for my mortal remains | |
I couldn' t care | |
' Cause when the day is done | |
She' ll be waiting here | |
That' s when I love the accommodations | |
In a urine smelling transit station | |
I' ll move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
' Til it' s quitting time | |
' Cause I know what your time is worth | |
And I' ll give my days to the Neanderthals | |
With the classic rock | |
And the wrecking ball | |
I' ll go swimming in the wet concrete | |
And I' ll cast my pearls at the unpaved streets | |
I don' t mind the mental atrophy | |
' Cause when the lids come down, you' re all I see | |
You' re like a lovely hallucination | |
You get me through my current occupation | |
I' ll move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
' Til it' s quitting time | |
' Cause I know what your time is worth | |
See I' m towering | |
Above mortal men | |
I' ll emerge from the darkness | |
And there you stand | |
You' re the Queen of all the surface streets | |
I' m a wiener boy, that you' re here to meet | |
I don' t need the money | |
I couldn' t care | |
' Cause everything I want is standing right here | |
I would live on the street | |
In a cardboard shack | |
Just the worship the feet | |
And the curve of your back | |
You' ll be my only preoccupation | |
On a permanent vacation | |
Now I will move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
' Til it' s quitting time | |
' Cause I know what your love is worth | |
What your love is worth | |
What your love is worth |
zuò qǔ : Gilbert, Hagerman, Schroder ... | |
Well this is one place where | |
Your gods can' t dwell | |
It' s like walking in | |
To the mouth of hell | |
Sweating our dignities out on the subway | |
At the beginning of another long, long day | |
As for my mortal remains | |
I couldn' t care | |
' Cause when the day is done | |
She' ll be waiting here | |
That' s when I love the accommodations | |
In a urine smelling transit station | |
I' ll move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
' Til it' s quitting time | |
' Cause I know what your time is worth | |
And I' ll give my days to the Neanderthals | |
With the classic rock | |
And the wrecking ball | |
I' ll go swimming in the wet concrete | |
And I' ll cast my pearls at the unpaved streets | |
I don' t mind the mental atrophy | |
' Cause when the lids come down, you' re all I see | |
You' re like a lovely hallucination | |
You get me through my current occupation | |
I' ll move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
' Til it' s quitting time | |
' Cause I know what your time is worth | |
See I' m towering | |
Above mortal men | |
I' ll emerge from the darkness | |
And there you stand | |
You' re the Queen of all the surface streets | |
I' m a wiener boy, that you' re here to meet | |
I don' t need the money | |
I couldn' t care | |
' Cause everything I want is standing right here | |
I would live on the street | |
In a cardboard shack | |
Just the worship the feet | |
And the curve of your back | |
You' ll be my only preoccupation | |
On a permanent vacation | |
Now I will move these rocks | |
For you my love | |
I will tear them up out of the Earth | |
And I will bend my spine | |
' Til it' s quitting time | |
' Cause I know what your love is worth | |
What your love is worth | |
What your love is worth |