Song | A Baby for Pree |
Artist | Neutral Milk Hotel |
Album | On Avery Island |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mangum | |
Blistering | |
Pree, all smiling and swollen makes babies to breathe | |
With their hearts hanging open all over the sheets | |
As soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer | |
And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing | |
They'll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating | |
Till wonderfully wet she will get until she's soaked inside her clothes | |
And there is no sorry to be sorry for, for a roll around the floor | |
Some afternoon, so sound and soft, it made her swallow all her sweat | |
With every bit of breath she coughs | |
And when the day it came to pour all her babies | |
All across the bathroom floor | |
She will be swimming in them all forever more |
zuo ci : Mangum | |
Blistering | |
Pree, all smiling and swollen makes babies to breathe | |
With their hearts hanging open all over the sheets | |
As soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer | |
And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing | |
They' ll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating | |
Till wonderfully wet she will get until she' s soaked inside her clothes | |
And there is no sorry to be sorry for, for a roll around the floor | |
Some afternoon, so sound and soft, it made her swallow all her sweat | |
With every bit of breath she coughs | |
And when the day it came to pour all her babies | |
All across the bathroom floor | |
She will be swimming in them all forever more |
zuò cí : Mangum | |
Blistering | |
Pree, all smiling and swollen makes babies to breathe | |
With their hearts hanging open all over the sheets | |
As soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer | |
And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing | |
They' ll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating | |
Till wonderfully wet she will get until she' s soaked inside her clothes | |
And there is no sorry to be sorry for, for a roll around the floor | |
Some afternoon, so sound and soft, it made her swallow all her sweat | |
With every bit of breath she coughs | |
And when the day it came to pour all her babies | |
All across the bathroom floor | |
She will be swimming in them all forever more |