Song | Shot With His Own Gun |
Artist | Elvis Costello & the Attractions |
Album | Trust |
作曲 : Costello | |
How does it feel now you've been undressed | |
By a man with a mind like the gutter press | |
So disappointed to find it's no big sin | |
Lying skin to skin | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now somebody has to pay | |
For the one who got away | |
What's on his mind now is anyone's guess | |
Losing his touch with each caress | |
Spending every evening looking so appealing | |
He comes without warning, leaves without feeling | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
On your marks, man, ready, set | |
Let's get loaded and forget | |
The little corporal got in the way | |
And he got hit by an emotional ricochet | |
It's a bit more now than dressing up dolly | |
Playing house seems so melancholy | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Oh, it's too sad to be true | |
Your blue murder's killing you | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum |
zuò qǔ : Costello | |
How does it feel now you' ve been undressed | |
By a man with a mind like the gutter press | |
So disappointed to find it' s no big sin | |
Lying skin to skin | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now somebody has to pay | |
For the one who got away | |
What' s on his mind now is anyone' s guess | |
Losing his touch with each caress | |
Spending every evening looking so appealing | |
He comes without warning, leaves without feeling | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
On your marks, man, ready, set | |
Let' s get loaded and forget | |
The little corporal got in the way | |
And he got hit by an emotional ricochet | |
It' s a bit more now than dressing up dolly | |
Playing house seems so melancholy | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Oh, it' s too sad to be true | |
Your blue murder' s killing you | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum | |
Shot with his own gun | |
Now dad is keeping mum |