[00:00.000] 作词 : David Lance Callahan/Mig Morland
[00:01.000] 作曲 : David Lance Callahan/Mig Morland
[00:56.942]In the margins by the terminal station
[01:02.991]You trip towards the cliff edge swinging
[01:09.944]There's a limit to a punter's imagination
[01:17.169]In the hard-on cars and cut glass drinking
[01:23.996]Where you're trading mister, cash comes quick
[01:30.714]Until you climb into the car of a sick trick
[01:37.675]And he'll take care of your looks for good
[01:44.774]He'll streak your hair with henna blood
[01:52.337]
[01:53.955]You fell, but you will never tell
[01:58.460]In a circus with no safety net
[02:02.014]In the cross where no kings will tread
[02:05.589]Cheap wine in the gutter, menstrual red
[02:11.992]
[02:34.295]You will die a mugshot heroine
[02:40.279]But Jack the knife will live the fame
[02:47.306]Until he saw the papers, he didn't even know your name
[02:54.289]And dealing with a real person was not part of the game
[03:01.717]Now you're gone and we all sympathize
[03:08.227]But judgment hovers in our eyes
[03:15.412]But he'll never find the runt that killed you
[03:23.680]And there'll only be cops to criticize
[03:28.925]
[03:30.634]When you fall, no one hears at all
[03:35.891]Chock-full through all the city spaces
[03:42.836]There's nothing as common as a siren at night
[03:49.836]Nothing as bland as pretty faces
[03:56.898]Nothing as bland as pretty faces