The Fleecing Lyrics
| Song | The Fleecing |
| Artist | Pedro the Lion |
| Album | Achilles' Heel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bazan | |
| Deep green hills whose shoulders fade, into the gray tall wet grass. | |
| Whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep, whose fleecing makes a fool of me. | |
| And who shall | |
| I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? | |
| For every stupid struggle? | |
| I don't know. | |
| I could buy you a drink. | |
| I could tell you all about it. | |
| I could tell you why | |
| I doubt it, and why | |
| I still believe. | |
| But I can't say it like | |
| I sing it. | |
| And I can't sing it like | |
| I think it. | |
| And I can't think it like | |
| I feel it. | |
| And I don't feel a thing. | |
| Oh no - I don't feel a thing. | |
| And who shall | |
| I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? | |
| For every stupid struggle? | |
| I don't know. | |
| I could buy you a drink. | |
| I could tell you all about it. | |
| I could tell you why | |
| I doubt it, and why | |
| I still believe it. | |
| And why I need it. | |
| And what the pharisees don't see. | |
| And we'd have more drinks. | |
| We'd speak of so many things. | |
| But I don't know you, and you don't know me. |
| zuo ci : Bazan | |
| Deep green hills whose shoulders fade, into the gray tall wet grass. | |
| Whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep, whose fleecing makes a fool of me. | |
| And who shall | |
| I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? | |
| For every stupid struggle? | |
| I don' t know. | |
| I could buy you a drink. | |
| I could tell you all about it. | |
| I could tell you why | |
| I doubt it, and why | |
| I still believe. | |
| But I can' t say it like | |
| I sing it. | |
| And I can' t sing it like | |
| I think it. | |
| And I can' t think it like | |
| I feel it. | |
| And I don' t feel a thing. | |
| Oh no I don' t feel a thing. | |
| And who shall | |
| I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? | |
| For every stupid struggle? | |
| I don' t know. | |
| I could buy you a drink. | |
| I could tell you all about it. | |
| I could tell you why | |
| I doubt it, and why | |
| I still believe it. | |
| And why I need it. | |
| And what the pharisees don' t see. | |
| And we' d have more drinks. | |
| We' d speak of so many things. | |
| But I don' t know you, and you don' t know me. |
| zuò cí : Bazan | |
| Deep green hills whose shoulders fade, into the gray tall wet grass. | |
| Whose flesh makes fools of grazing sheep, whose fleecing makes a fool of me. | |
| And who shall | |
| I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? | |
| For every stupid struggle? | |
| I don' t know. | |
| I could buy you a drink. | |
| I could tell you all about it. | |
| I could tell you why | |
| I doubt it, and why | |
| I still believe. | |
| But I can' t say it like | |
| I sing it. | |
| And I can' t sing it like | |
| I think it. | |
| And I can' t think it like | |
| I feel it. | |
| And I don' t feel a thing. | |
| Oh no I don' t feel a thing. | |
| And who shall | |
| I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble? | |
| For every stupid struggle? | |
| I don' t know. | |
| I could buy you a drink. | |
| I could tell you all about it. | |
| I could tell you why | |
| I doubt it, and why | |
| I still believe it. | |
| And why I need it. | |
| And what the pharisees don' t see. | |
| And we' d have more drinks. | |
| We' d speak of so many things. | |
| But I don' t know you, and you don' t know me. |
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