Song | Dying On The Vine |
Artist | John Cale |
Album | Artificial Intelligence |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cale | |
I've been chasing ghosts and | |
I don't like it | |
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line | |
I'd lay down my sword if you would take it | |
And tell everyone back home | |
I'm doing fine | |
I was with you down in | |
Acapulco trading clothing for some wine | |
Smeling like an old adobe woman | |
Or a William | |
Burroughs playing for lost time | |
I was thinking about my mother | |
I was thinking about what's mine | |
I was living my life like a holy war | |
But I was dying on the vine | |
Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter | |
The troops, the celebrations in the sun | |
The authorities say my papers are all in order | |
If I wasn't such a coward, | |
I would run | |
Meet me when all the shooting's over | |
Meet me on the other side of town | |
Yes you can bring all your friends for protection | |
It's always nice to have them all hanging around | |
I was thinking about my mother | |
I was thinking about what's mine | |
I was living my life like a holy war | |
But I was dying, dying on the vine |
zuo ci : Cale | |
I' ve been chasing ghosts and | |
I don' t like it | |
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line | |
I' d lay down my sword if you would take it | |
And tell everyone back home | |
I' m doing fine | |
I was with you down in | |
Acapulco trading clothing for some wine | |
Smeling like an old adobe woman | |
Or a William | |
Burroughs playing for lost time | |
I was thinking about my mother | |
I was thinking about what' s mine | |
I was living my life like a holy war | |
But I was dying on the vine | |
Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter | |
The troops, the celebrations in the sun | |
The authorities say my papers are all in order | |
If I wasn' t such a coward, | |
I would run | |
Meet me when all the shooting' s over | |
Meet me on the other side of town | |
Yes you can bring all your friends for protection | |
It' s always nice to have them all hanging around | |
I was thinking about my mother | |
I was thinking about what' s mine | |
I was living my life like a holy war | |
But I was dying, dying on the vine |
zuò cí : Cale | |
I' ve been chasing ghosts and | |
I don' t like it | |
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line | |
I' d lay down my sword if you would take it | |
And tell everyone back home | |
I' m doing fine | |
I was with you down in | |
Acapulco trading clothing for some wine | |
Smeling like an old adobe woman | |
Or a William | |
Burroughs playing for lost time | |
I was thinking about my mother | |
I was thinking about what' s mine | |
I was living my life like a holy war | |
But I was dying on the vine | |
Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter | |
The troops, the celebrations in the sun | |
The authorities say my papers are all in order | |
If I wasn' t such a coward, | |
I would run | |
Meet me when all the shooting' s over | |
Meet me on the other side of town | |
Yes you can bring all your friends for protection | |
It' s always nice to have them all hanging around | |
I was thinking about my mother | |
I was thinking about what' s mine | |
I was living my life like a holy war | |
But I was dying, dying on the vine |