Only a Rumour

	作词 : The Jazz Butcher
	From a painted face to the barest flesh
	And there's so much flesh, I don't think I can handle this
	But people change and ride on aeroplanes
	And that's Domestic Flight, I guess you hadn't thought of that
	But how I wish you'd close your eyes
	Like I saw you close your eyes
	And how I wish you'd lay your head on my shoulder
	One time now...
	When I'm alone and I walk in the room
	Well I'm terrified - I don't know what I'll find in there
	But when I'm with people and they look my way
	I could die of shame - they know what I'm thinking
	But I don't take it quite so hard these days
	What can you ask of all this, anyway?
	But how I wish they would not ask me that question
	I've tried to be silent and reasonable for so very long
	But I never understood why people like you must have
	Everything marked Right or Wrong.
	From a bedroom cell to this public hell
	And there's so much talk I need to have another drink
	I know it's mad for me to feel so sad
	But I'm far from home and I need to have another drink
	And how I wish I knew for sure
	How many years I had before
	This state I'm in will put me under the ground
	I just stop short of calling out your name
	The people round here would never believe me anyway
	Life could never be the same...
	It's only a rumour - "What's this I hear about you and Susie?"
	Don't ask
	'Coz I don't want to know...
	And I don't need to know...

	zuò cí : The Jazz Butcher
	From a painted face to the barest flesh
	And there' s so much flesh, I don' t think I can handle this
	But people change and ride on aeroplanes
	And that' s Domestic Flight, I guess you hadn' t thought of that
	But how I wish you' d close your eyes
	Like I saw you close your eyes
	And how I wish you' d lay your head on my shoulder
	One time now...
	When I' m alone and I walk in the room
	Well I' m terrified I don' t know what I' ll find in there
	But when I' m with people and they look my way
	I could die of shame they know what I' m thinking
	But I don' t take it quite so hard these days
	What can you ask of all this, anyway?
	But how I wish they would not ask me that question
	I' ve tried to be silent and reasonable for so very long
	But I never understood why people like you must have
	Everything marked Right or Wrong.
	From a bedroom cell to this public hell
	And there' s so much talk I need to have another drink
	I know it' s mad for me to feel so sad
	But I' m far from home and I need to have another drink
	And how I wish I knew for sure
	How many years I had before
	This state I' m in will put me under the ground
	I just stop short of calling out your name
	The people round here would never believe me anyway
	Life could never be the same...
	It' s only a rumour " What' s this I hear about you and Susie?"
	Don' t ask
	' Coz I don' t want to know...
	And I don' t need to know...