Song | Kow Tow |
Artist | Mick Jagger |
Album | Primitive Cool |
作曲 : Jagger, Stewart | |
And I just don't do things by halves | |
So come now please don't make me laugh | |
The wicked lay stones in my path | |
And friends who are snakes in the grass | |
I felt the warmth of you in summer days gone by | |
The waves they rock the boat | |
You smiled at me and closed your eyes | |
I won't bow down, I won't kow tow | |
Won't be seen to, won't be lied to | |
I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed by you | |
And I can see through you like glass | |
So come now please don't make me laugh | |
I hear the country church bells ring for you | |
I see the church choir rise and sing for you | |
But I'll be leaving soon, I'm off at high noon | |
I've got a heavy heart, we touch a long past | |
I won't bow down, I won't kow tow | |
Won't be seen to, won't be lied to | |
I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed | |
But if you think of me | |
Think something sweet of me | |
I look around in rage | |
There's nothing left | |
There's nothing saved | |
Some memories, a photograph | |
The future looms, so damn the past | |
I don't want you, I don't need you | |
I won't bow down, I won't kow tow | |
I won't turn taiil, won't be blackmailed | |
Won't be seen to, I won't be lied to | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh. |
zuò qǔ : Jagger, Stewart | |
And I just don' t do things by halves | |
So come now please don' t make me laugh | |
The wicked lay stones in my path | |
And friends who are snakes in the grass | |
I felt the warmth of you in summer days gone by | |
The waves they rock the boat | |
You smiled at me and closed your eyes | |
I won' t bow down, I won' t kow tow | |
Won' t be seen to, won' t be lied to | |
I won' t turn tail, won' t be blackmailed by you | |
And I can see through you like glass | |
So come now please don' t make me laugh | |
I hear the country church bells ring for you | |
I see the church choir rise and sing for you | |
But I' ll be leaving soon, I' m off at high noon | |
I' ve got a heavy heart, we touch a long past | |
I won' t bow down, I won' t kow tow | |
Won' t be seen to, won' t be lied to | |
I won' t turn tail, won' t be blackmailed | |
But if you think of me | |
Think something sweet of me | |
I look around in rage | |
There' s nothing left | |
There' s nothing saved | |
Some memories, a photograph | |
The future looms, so damn the past | |
I don' t want you, I don' t need you | |
I won' t bow down, I won' t kow tow | |
I won' t turn taiil, won' t be blackmailed | |
Won' t be seen to, I won' t be lied to | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh. |