Song | Cindy of a Thousand Lives |
Artist | Billy Bragg |
Album | Must I Paint You a Picture?: The Essential Billy Bragg |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bragg | |
Blue velvet America | |
Half glimpsed in the headlights between the trees | |
Who punctured the beauty | |
And invited monsters such as these | |
The pig faced boy, the corrupted clown | |
The grotesque figure who never comes into town | |
Something broken, something stained | |
Something waiting for the worms to claim | |
And you can never go there again | |
Except in nightmares | |
The voyeur who dares not come near | |
Knows excitement is merely the beginning of fear | |
My shadow came this morning | |
And left some candy in my shoe | |
They're always watching me | |
Watching the things I do | |
Cindy of a thousand lives | |
Cindy of the Stepford Wives | |
I've looked at all the photographs | |
But Cindy, which one of them was you? |
zuo ci : Bragg | |
Blue velvet America | |
Half glimpsed in the headlights between the trees | |
Who punctured the beauty | |
And invited monsters such as these | |
The pig faced boy, the corrupted clown | |
The grotesque figure who never comes into town | |
Something broken, something stained | |
Something waiting for the worms to claim | |
And you can never go there again | |
Except in nightmares | |
The voyeur who dares not come near | |
Knows excitement is merely the beginning of fear | |
My shadow came this morning | |
And left some candy in my shoe | |
They' re always watching me | |
Watching the things I do | |
Cindy of a thousand lives | |
Cindy of the Stepford Wives | |
I' ve looked at all the photographs | |
But Cindy, which one of them was you? |
zuò cí : Bragg | |
Blue velvet America | |
Half glimpsed in the headlights between the trees | |
Who punctured the beauty | |
And invited monsters such as these | |
The pig faced boy, the corrupted clown | |
The grotesque figure who never comes into town | |
Something broken, something stained | |
Something waiting for the worms to claim | |
And you can never go there again | |
Except in nightmares | |
The voyeur who dares not come near | |
Knows excitement is merely the beginning of fear | |
My shadow came this morning | |
And left some candy in my shoe | |
They' re always watching me | |
Watching the things I do | |
Cindy of a thousand lives | |
Cindy of the Stepford Wives | |
I' ve looked at all the photographs | |
But Cindy, which one of them was you? |