| Song | Gloria (Live) |
| Artist | Patti Smith Group |
| Album | Easter Rising 1978 (Live) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Patti Smith | |
| 作曲 : Patti Smith | |
| Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine | |
| Meltin' in a pot of thieves | |
| Wild card up my sleeve | |
| Thick heart of stone | |
| My sins my own | |
| They belong to me, me | |
| People say 'beware!' | |
| But I don't care | |
| The words are just | |
| Rules and regulations to me, me | |
| I-I walk in a room, you know I look so proud | |
| I'm movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything's allowed | |
| And I go to this here party and I just get bored | |
| Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing | |
| Humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter | |
| Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine | |
| And I got this crazy feeling and then I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine | |
| Ooh I'll put my spell on her | |
| Here she comes | |
| Walkin' down the street | |
| Here she comes | |
| Comin' through my door | |
| Here she comes | |
| Crawlin' up my stair | |
| Here she comes | |
| Waltzin' through the hall | |
| In a pretty red dress | |
| And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine | |
| And I got this crazy feeling that I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine | |
| And then I hear this knockin' on my door | |
| Hear this knockin' on my door | |
| And I look up into the big tower clock | |
| And say, 'oh my God here's midnight!' | |
| And my baby is walkin' through the door | |
| Leanin' on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge | |
| And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine | |
| And I'm gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine | |
| And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name | |
| She whispered to me, she told me her name | |
| And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is g-l-o-are-I-a | |
| G-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria | |
| G-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria | |
| I was at the stadium | |
| There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me | |
| Marie and ruth but to tell you the truth | |
| I didn't hear them I didn't see | |
| I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock | |
| And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart | |
| Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong. | |
| Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong | |
| Counting the time, then you came to my room | |
| And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge | |
| And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine | |
| And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine | |
| Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine | |
| G-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria, | |
| G-l-o-are-I-a gloria | |
| And the tower bells chime, 'ding dong' they chime | |
| They're singing, 'jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine.' | |
| Gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a, | |
| Gloria g-l-o-are-I-a, g-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria | |
| G-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria, | |
| G-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria, | |
| G-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria g-l-o-are-I-a gloria |
| zuo ci : Patti Smith | |
| zuo qu : Patti Smith | |
| Jesus died for somebody' s sins but not mine | |
| Meltin' in a pot of thieves | |
| Wild card up my sleeve | |
| Thick heart of stone | |
| My sins my own | |
| They belong to me, me | |
| People say ' beware!' | |
| But I don' t care | |
| The words are just | |
| Rules and regulations to me, me | |
| II walk in a room, you know I look so proud | |
| I' m movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything' s allowed | |
| And I go to this here party and I just get bored | |
| Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing | |
| Humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter | |
| Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine | |
| And I got this crazy feeling and then I' m gonna ahah make her mine | |
| Ooh I' ll put my spell on her | |
| Here she comes | |
| Walkin' down the street | |
| Here she comes | |
| Comin' through my door | |
| Here she comes | |
| Crawlin' up my stair | |
| Here she comes | |
| Waltzin' through the hall | |
| In a pretty red dress | |
| And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine | |
| And I got this crazy feeling that I' m gonna ahah make her mine | |
| And then I hear this knockin' on my door | |
| Hear this knockin' on my door | |
| And I look up into the big tower clock | |
| And say, ' oh my God here' s midnight!' | |
| And my baby is walkin' through the door | |
| Leanin' on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge | |
| And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine | |
| And I' m gonna tell the world that I just ahah made her mine | |
| And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name | |
| She whispered to me, she told me her name | |
| And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is gloareIa | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria | |
| I was at the stadium | |
| There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me | |
| Marie and ruth but to tell you the truth | |
| I didn' t hear them I didn' t see | |
| I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock | |
| And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart | |
| Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong. | |
| Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong | |
| Counting the time, then you came to my room | |
| And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge | |
| And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine | |
| And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine | |
| Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria, | |
| GloareIa gloria | |
| And the tower bells chime, ' ding dong' they chime | |
| They' re singing, ' jesus died for somebody' s sins but not mine.' | |
| Gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa, | |
| Gloria gloareIa, gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria, | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria, | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria |
| zuò cí : Patti Smith | |
| zuò qǔ : Patti Smith | |
| Jesus died for somebody' s sins but not mine | |
| Meltin' in a pot of thieves | |
| Wild card up my sleeve | |
| Thick heart of stone | |
| My sins my own | |
| They belong to me, me | |
| People say ' beware!' | |
| But I don' t care | |
| The words are just | |
| Rules and regulations to me, me | |
| II walk in a room, you know I look so proud | |
| I' m movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything' s allowed | |
| And I go to this here party and I just get bored | |
| Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing | |
| Humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter | |
| Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine | |
| And I got this crazy feeling and then I' m gonna ahah make her mine | |
| Ooh I' ll put my spell on her | |
| Here she comes | |
| Walkin' down the street | |
| Here she comes | |
| Comin' through my door | |
| Here she comes | |
| Crawlin' up my stair | |
| Here she comes | |
| Waltzin' through the hall | |
| In a pretty red dress | |
| And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine | |
| And I got this crazy feeling that I' m gonna ahah make her mine | |
| And then I hear this knockin' on my door | |
| Hear this knockin' on my door | |
| And I look up into the big tower clock | |
| And say, ' oh my God here' s midnight!' | |
| And my baby is walkin' through the door | |
| Leanin' on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge | |
| And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine | |
| And I' m gonna tell the world that I just ahah made her mine | |
| And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name | |
| She whispered to me, she told me her name | |
| And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is gloareIa | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria | |
| I was at the stadium | |
| There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me | |
| Marie and ruth but to tell you the truth | |
| I didn' t hear them I didn' t see | |
| I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock | |
| And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart | |
| Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong. | |
| Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong | |
| Counting the time, then you came to my room | |
| And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge | |
| And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine | |
| And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine | |
| Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria, | |
| GloareIa gloria | |
| And the tower bells chime, ' ding dong' they chime | |
| They' re singing, ' jesus died for somebody' s sins but not mine.' | |
| Gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa, | |
| Gloria gloareIa, gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria, | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria, | |
| GloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria gloareIa gloria |