Song | Cry Mercy, Judge |
Artist | Tom Verlaine |
Album | Flash Light |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Verlaine | |
oh, sure... i remember rosie... who could | |
forget... she was working for sammy the fool wasn't | |
she... some kind of counterfeit business down in Tucson... | |
I think so... | |
say who's the paintjob in the pink silk sack... she sure | |
is looking well informed... rosie took my sleeve... said: | |
Leave that alone...that young thing ain't never been born | |
she said shut up, listen... at 4 a.m. I'll be back in San | |
Antone... at 4th and 12th street mister I don't want to | |
leave alone. Rosie told me never forget, when they get | |
spiteful they always do their best. So are we over, | |
are we across or are we double once again. Rosie told | |
me it's tictactoe... she just gotta collect her dividends | |
she said shut up... listen... at 4 a.m. I'll back in San | |
Antone... | |
Rosie Rosie... the violets bloom... no curtains hanging | |
in her room. she told me: carrying all this stuff around just | |
keeps me out of place... one more drop and I'm thru. | |
Rosie Rosie... l remember well. Just one more drop she said... | |
one more drop |
zuo qu : Verlaine | |
oh, sure... i remember rosie... who could | |
forget... she was working for sammy the fool wasn' t | |
she... some kind of counterfeit business down in Tucson... | |
I think so... | |
say who' s the paintjob in the pink silk sack... she sure | |
is looking well informed... rosie took my sleeve... said: | |
Leave that alone... that young thing ain' t never been born | |
she said shut up, listen... at 4 a. m. I' ll be back in San | |
Antone... at 4th and 12th street mister I don' t want to | |
leave alone. Rosie told me never forget, when they get | |
spiteful they always do their best. So are we over, | |
are we across or are we double once again. Rosie told | |
me it' s tictactoe... she just gotta collect her dividends | |
she said shut up... listen... at 4 a. m. I' ll back in San | |
Antone... | |
Rosie Rosie... the violets bloom... no curtains hanging | |
in her room. she told me: carrying all this stuff around just | |
keeps me out of place... one more drop and I' m thru. | |
Rosie Rosie... l remember well. Just one more drop she said... | |
one more drop |
zuò qǔ : Verlaine | |
oh, sure... i remember rosie... who could | |
forget... she was working for sammy the fool wasn' t | |
she... some kind of counterfeit business down in Tucson... | |
I think so... | |
say who' s the paintjob in the pink silk sack... she sure | |
is looking well informed... rosie took my sleeve... said: | |
Leave that alone... that young thing ain' t never been born | |
she said shut up, listen... at 4 a. m. I' ll be back in San | |
Antone... at 4th and 12th street mister I don' t want to | |
leave alone. Rosie told me never forget, when they get | |
spiteful they always do their best. So are we over, | |
are we across or are we double once again. Rosie told | |
me it' s tictactoe... she just gotta collect her dividends | |
she said shut up... listen... at 4 a. m. I' ll back in San | |
Antone... | |
Rosie Rosie... the violets bloom... no curtains hanging | |
in her room. she told me: carrying all this stuff around just | |
keeps me out of place... one more drop and I' m thru. | |
Rosie Rosie... l remember well. Just one more drop she said... | |
one more drop |