The Charm Of Innoncence

The Charm Of Innoncence Lyrics

Song	The Charm Of Innoncence
Artist	Momus
Album	Slender Sherbet
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[00:00.00]	作词: Momus
[00:05.34]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[00:09.45]	On my back like a cross
[00:16.68]	Thorns upon my forehead
[00:20.04]	Round my neck I wore it
[00:20.79]	Sometimes a rabbit's claw
[00:21.63]	Sometimes an albatross
[00:22.35]	It began at a school that turned boys into gentlemen
[00:24.21]	Then turned them on to debauchery
[00:27.24]	I was forced to my knees in front of these gentlemen
[00:31.08]	If I refused they would torture me
[00:34.29]	On Sundays I'd stalk the Botanical Garden
[00:37.74]	And under my uniform something would harden
[00:41.13]	Whenever I passed a girl of my own age
[00:48.03]	Or did it begin with au pair girls from Germany
[00:51.60]	Paid by the hour to look after us?
[00:55.02]	Did it begin with that first opportunity
[00:58.35]	To corner a stranger with nakedness?
[01:01.86]	Maybe the clinical way they undressed me
[01:05.61]	Stayed with me and deeply distressed me
[01:09.00]	I think, at heart, I'm something of a prude
[01:15.24]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[01:18.42]	On my back like a cross
[01:22.44]	Thorns upon my forehead
[01:26.01]	Round my neck I wore it
[01:28.41]	Sometimes a rabbit's claw
[01:31.80]	Sometimes an albatross
[01:36.21]	Then at 18 I decided I wanted
[01:38.97]	To be a commercial photographer
[01:42.87]	I rented a studio down by the docks
[01:46.17]	Which I shared with a friendly pornographer
[01:49.74]	I photographed models in fluorescent light
[01:53.13]	Whose veins were so blue and whose breasts were so white
[01:56.61]	I assumed, like the moon, women were blue cheese
[02:03.63]	When I left home I already had five years
[02:06.75]	Of self abuse under my belt
[02:10.41]	I found certain women who'd let me try anything
[02:13.83]	Just to find out how it felt
[02:16.71]	In some garish hotel room with vile decoration
[02:20.58]	The wallpaper witnessed my first pollination
[02:23.61]	The paisley patterns witnessed an abortion
[02:30.63]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[02:33.84]	On my back like a cross
[02:37.86]	Thorns upon my forehead
[02:41.28]	Round my neck I wore it
[02:43.80]	Sometimes a rabbit's claw
[02:47.22]	Sometimes an albatross
[02:51.18]	In the army they taught me to share the abuse
[02:54.45]	That I'd kept up 'til then to myself
[02:58.32]	There's nothing like killing
[02:59.76]	For coaxing a shy boy of twenty-one out of his shell
[03:04.92]	In the dark continent with a peace-keeping force
[03:08.40]	I fell in with a bunch of Algerian whores
[03:12.39]	And promised them I'd try and keep in touch
[03:18.87]	We met up again in the 18th arrondisement
[03:22.71]	I remember them well
[03:25.68]	Their lank stringy hair and their big bulbous noses
[03:29.01]	Their unmistakable smell
[03:32.34]	I'd approach all the ugliest, seediest jerks
[03:36.03]	And ask them to keep a young model in work
[03:39.36]	Some men, thank Christ, don't discriminate at all
[03:44.31]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[03:47.55]	On my back like a cross
[03:51.54]	Thorns upon my forehead
[03:55.29]	Round my neck I wore it
[03:57.51]	Sometimes a rabbit's claw
[04:00.93]	Sometimes an albatross
[04:34.08]	I will pass my old age by a pale two-bar fire
[04:37.92]	Patiently waiting to die
[04:41.31]	Twitching the lace as the schoolgirls go past
[04:44.70]	Tracing a page of Bataille
[04:48.06]	And if you catch sight of my secondhand coat
[04:51.63]	Leaving behind it a faint whiff of goat
[04:54.51]	Remember both of us are naked underneath
[05:01.71]	I thought it would end with the first obscene phone call
[05:05.07]	The second professional kill
[05:08.55]	But somehow detached from my actual behaviour
[05:11.97]	This innocence burdens me still
[05:15.63]	Up in the attic I pick up the brush
[05:19.02]	Paint in the crow's feet, paint out the blush
[05:22.23]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of
[05:29.16]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of
[05:36.00]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of (Paint out the blush of shame)
[05:42.93]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of (Paint out the blush of shame)
[05:49.80]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of (Paint out the blush of shame)
[05:56.64]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of (Paint out the blush of shame)
[06:03.57]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of (Paint out the blush of shame)
[06:10.41]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of (Paint out the blush of shame)
[06:24.24]	(Paint out the blush of shame)
[06:25.35]	(Paint out the blush of shame)
[06:31.11]	(Paint out the blush of shame)

[00:00.00]	zuo ci : Momus
[00:05.34]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[00:09.45]	On my back like a cross
[00:16.68]	Thorns upon my forehead
[00:20.04]	Round my neck I wore it
[00:20.79]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[00:21.63]	Sometimes an albatross
[00:22.35]	It began at a school that turned boys into gentlemen
[00:24.21]	Then turned them on to debauchery
[00:27.24]	I was forced to my knees in front of these gentlemen
[00:31.08]	If I refused they would torture me
[00:34.29]	On Sundays I' d stalk the Botanical Garden
[00:37.74]	And under my uniform something would harden
[00:41.13]	Whenever I passed a girl of my own age
[00:48.03]	Or did it begin with au pair girls from Germany
[00:51.60]	Paid by the hour to look after us?
[00:55.02]	Did it begin with that first opportunity
[00:58.35]	To corner a stranger with nakedness?
[01:01.86]	Maybe the clinical way they undressed me
[01:05.61]	Stayed with me and deeply distressed me
[01:09.00]	I think, at heart, I' m something of a prude
[01:15.24]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[01:18.42]	On my back like a cross
[01:22.44]	Thorns upon my forehead
[01:26.01]	Round my neck I wore it
[01:28.41]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[01:31.80]	Sometimes an albatross
[01:36.21]	Then at 18 I decided I wanted
[01:38.97]	To be a commercial photographer
[01:42.87]	I rented a studio down by the docks
[01:46.17]	Which I shared with a friendly pornographer
[01:49.74]	I photographed models in fluorescent light
[01:53.13]	Whose veins were so blue and whose breasts were so white
[01:56.61]	I assumed, like the moon, women were blue cheese
[02:03.63]	When I left home I already had five years
[02:06.75]	Of self abuse under my belt
[02:10.41]	I found certain women who' d let me try anything
[02:13.83]	Just to find out how it felt
[02:16.71]	In some garish hotel room with vile decoration
[02:20.58]	The wallpaper witnessed my first pollination
[02:23.61]	The paisley patterns witnessed an abortion
[02:30.63]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[02:33.84]	On my back like a cross
[02:37.86]	Thorns upon my forehead
[02:41.28]	Round my neck I wore it
[02:43.80]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[02:47.22]	Sometimes an albatross
[02:51.18]	In the army they taught me to share the abuse
[02:54.45]	That I' d kept up ' til then to myself
[02:58.32]	There' s nothing like killing
[02:59.76]	For coaxing a shy boy of twenty-one out of his shell
[03:04.92]	In the dark continent with a peace-keeping force
[03:08.40]	I fell in with a bunch of Algerian whores
[03:12.39]	And promised them I' d try and keep in touch
[03:18.87]	We met up again in the 18th arrondisement
[03:22.71]	I remember them well
[03:25.68]	Their lank stringy hair and their big bulbous noses
[03:29.01]	Their unmistakable smell
[03:32.34]	I' d approach all the ugliest, seediest jerks
[03:36.03]	And ask them to keep a young model in work
[03:39.36]	Some men, thank Christ, don' t discriminate at all
[03:44.31]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[03:47.55]	On my back like a cross
[03:51.54]	Thorns upon my forehead
[03:55.29]	Round my neck I wore it
[03:57.51]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[04:00.93]	Sometimes an albatross
[04:34.08]	I will pass my old age by a pale two-bar fire
[04:37.92]	Patiently waiting to die
[04:41.31]	Twitching the lace as the schoolgirls go past
[04:44.70]	Tracing a page of Bataille
[04:48.06]	And if you catch sight of my secondhand coat
[04:51.63]	Leaving behind it a faint whiff of goat
[04:54.51]	Remember both of us are naked underneath
[05:01.71]	I thought it would end with the first obscene phone call
[05:05.07]	The second professional kill
[05:08.55]	But somehow detached from my actual behaviour
[05:11.97]	This innocence burdens me still
[05:15.63]	Up in the attic I pick up the brush
[05:19.02]	Paint in the crow' s feet, paint out the blush
[05:22.23]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of
[05:29.16]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of
[05:36.00]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[05:42.93]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[05:49.80]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[05:56.64]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[06:03.57]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[06:10.41]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[06:24.24]	Paint out the blush of shame
[06:25.35]	Paint out the blush of shame
[06:31.11]	Paint out the blush of shame

[00:00.00]	zuò cí : Momus
[00:05.34]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[00:09.45]	On my back like a cross
[00:16.68]	Thorns upon my forehead
[00:20.04]	Round my neck I wore it
[00:20.79]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[00:21.63]	Sometimes an albatross
[00:22.35]	It began at a school that turned boys into gentlemen
[00:24.21]	Then turned them on to debauchery
[00:27.24]	I was forced to my knees in front of these gentlemen
[00:31.08]	If I refused they would torture me
[00:34.29]	On Sundays I' d stalk the Botanical Garden
[00:37.74]	And under my uniform something would harden
[00:41.13]	Whenever I passed a girl of my own age
[00:48.03]	Or did it begin with au pair girls from Germany
[00:51.60]	Paid by the hour to look after us?
[00:55.02]	Did it begin with that first opportunity
[00:58.35]	To corner a stranger with nakedness?
[01:01.86]	Maybe the clinical way they undressed me
[01:05.61]	Stayed with me and deeply distressed me
[01:09.00]	I think, at heart, I' m something of a prude
[01:15.24]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[01:18.42]	On my back like a cross
[01:22.44]	Thorns upon my forehead
[01:26.01]	Round my neck I wore it
[01:28.41]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[01:31.80]	Sometimes an albatross
[01:36.21]	Then at 18 I decided I wanted
[01:38.97]	To be a commercial photographer
[01:42.87]	I rented a studio down by the docks
[01:46.17]	Which I shared with a friendly pornographer
[01:49.74]	I photographed models in fluorescent light
[01:53.13]	Whose veins were so blue and whose breasts were so white
[01:56.61]	I assumed, like the moon, women were blue cheese
[02:03.63]	When I left home I already had five years
[02:06.75]	Of self abuse under my belt
[02:10.41]	I found certain women who' d let me try anything
[02:13.83]	Just to find out how it felt
[02:16.71]	In some garish hotel room with vile decoration
[02:20.58]	The wallpaper witnessed my first pollination
[02:23.61]	The paisley patterns witnessed an abortion
[02:30.63]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[02:33.84]	On my back like a cross
[02:37.86]	Thorns upon my forehead
[02:41.28]	Round my neck I wore it
[02:43.80]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[02:47.22]	Sometimes an albatross
[02:51.18]	In the army they taught me to share the abuse
[02:54.45]	That I' d kept up ' til then to myself
[02:58.32]	There' s nothing like killing
[02:59.76]	For coaxing a shy boy of twenty-one out of his shell
[03:04.92]	In the dark continent with a peace-keeping force
[03:08.40]	I fell in with a bunch of Algerian whores
[03:12.39]	And promised them I' d try and keep in touch
[03:18.87]	We met up again in the 18th arrondisement
[03:22.71]	I remember them well
[03:25.68]	Their lank stringy hair and their big bulbous noses
[03:29.01]	Their unmistakable smell
[03:32.34]	I' d approach all the ugliest, seediest jerks
[03:36.03]	And ask them to keep a young model in work
[03:39.36]	Some men, thank Christ, don' t discriminate at all
[03:44.31]	I was born with the charm of innocence
[03:47.55]	On my back like a cross
[03:51.54]	Thorns upon my forehead
[03:55.29]	Round my neck I wore it
[03:57.51]	Sometimes a rabbit' s claw
[04:00.93]	Sometimes an albatross
[04:34.08]	I will pass my old age by a pale two-bar fire
[04:37.92]	Patiently waiting to die
[04:41.31]	Twitching the lace as the schoolgirls go past
[04:44.70]	Tracing a page of Bataille
[04:48.06]	And if you catch sight of my secondhand coat
[04:51.63]	Leaving behind it a faint whiff of goat
[04:54.51]	Remember both of us are naked underneath
[05:01.71]	I thought it would end with the first obscene phone call
[05:05.07]	The second professional kill
[05:08.55]	But somehow detached from my actual behaviour
[05:11.97]	This innocence burdens me still
[05:15.63]	Up in the attic I pick up the brush
[05:19.02]	Paint in the crow' s feet, paint out the blush
[05:22.23]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of
[05:29.16]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of
[05:36.00]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[05:42.93]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[05:49.80]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[05:56.64]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[06:03.57]	The face this portrait is of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[06:10.41]	The face this portrait is supposed to be of is still capable of Paint out the blush of shame
[06:24.24]	Paint out the blush of shame
[06:25.35]	Paint out the blush of shame
[06:31.11]	Paint out the blush of shame

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