Song | Dixie Babylon |
Artist | Cracker |
Album | The Golden Age |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hickman, Lowery | |
We went down to the old part of town | |
By the stinking canal and the cotton mill | |
Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on | |
With a gesture she said to me | |
I really must confess | |
I'd like to get undressed with you | |
And though the thought had never really crossed my mind | |
Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along | |
We went out under the turning leaves | |
The fetid earth was damp and cool | |
Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck | |
All innocence, it was lost | |
I really must confess | |
I'm feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed | |
And I have always taken more than | |
I have given back | |
And as a matter of fact, | |
I've given nothing up |
zuo ci : Hickman, Lowery | |
We went down to the old part of town | |
By the stinking canal and the cotton mill | |
Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on | |
With a gesture she said to me | |
I really must confess | |
I' d like to get undressed with you | |
And though the thought had never really crossed my mind | |
Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along | |
We went out under the turning leaves | |
The fetid earth was damp and cool | |
Autumn' s feeble light on her salty neck | |
All innocence, it was lost | |
I really must confess | |
I' m feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed | |
And I have always taken more than | |
I have given back | |
And as a matter of fact, | |
I' ve given nothing up |
zuò cí : Hickman, Lowery | |
We went down to the old part of town | |
By the stinking canal and the cotton mill | |
Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on | |
With a gesture she said to me | |
I really must confess | |
I' d like to get undressed with you | |
And though the thought had never really crossed my mind | |
Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along | |
We went out under the turning leaves | |
The fetid earth was damp and cool | |
Autumn' s feeble light on her salty neck | |
All innocence, it was lost | |
I really must confess | |
I' m feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed | |
And I have always taken more than | |
I have given back | |
And as a matter of fact, | |
I' ve given nothing up |