Song | The Wrong Song |
Artist | Skyclad |
Album | Irrational Anthems |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ramsey, Skyclad | |
Another bad break - burst another bubble | |
Another lost cause - here's another trouble | |
Another heart ache - one more chance gone | |
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song. | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like | |
I'm standing on a hillside - | |
Screaming at the world (only wishing it would hear). | |
I can't deny that | |
I'm tired of your lies but | |
I hope if | |
I hide that you'll all disappear. | |
Can a fat man squeeze a camel through a needles eye? - | |
As hell freezes over the little pigs fly. | |
Just when things seemed better than before, | |
Listen there's a "black dog" howling at my back door. | |
You say I took it all the wrong way, and got the wrong end of the stick. | |
Proceed to water down the truth, then make me drink it 'til | |
I'm sick. | |
It's a monkey shine - a mare's nest, a cock and bull story. | |
You're talking through your hat, you're full of sound and fury. | |
You're wide of the mark, on the wrong scent, barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on. | |
Dignity is one thing that you can't preserve in alcohol, here's a drug to blow your mind - it's called sodium pentothal. | |
I've smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector, so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector. | |
Another bad break - burst another bubble | |
Another lost cause - here's another trouble | |
Another heart ache - one more chance gone | |
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song. | |
Truth often hurts - but it hit me like a hammer, | |
I've been sweating blood for "product" - | |
I thought it was my art. | |
Would it have made it tougher (all I've had to suffer) if you'd come clean and told me the score from the start? | |
Stop treating everybody like a charity | |
I may have sold my soul - but | |
I won't part with my sanity. | |
I was a schizophrenic - my better half left home, | |
The Samaritans don't answer when | |
I call them on the telephone. | |
You say the cheque is in the post, and it'll sound great at the mix. | |
But we have heard them all before, have we the memory span of fish? | |
It's a monkey shine - a mare's nest, a cock and bull story. | |
You're talking through your hat, you're full of sound and fury. | |
You're wide of the mark, on the wrong scent, barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on. | |
Dignity is one thing that you can't preserve in alcohol, here's a drug to blow your mind - it's called sodium pentothal. | |
I've smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector, so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector. | |
The wrong song. |
zuo ci : Ramsey, Skyclad | |
Another bad break burst another bubble | |
Another lost cause here' s another trouble | |
Another heart ache one more chance gone | |
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song. | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like | |
I' m standing on a hillside | |
Screaming at the world only wishing it would hear. | |
I can' t deny that | |
I' m tired of your lies but | |
I hope if | |
I hide that you' ll all disappear. | |
Can a fat man squeeze a camel through a needles eye? | |
As hell freezes over the little pigs fly. | |
Just when things seemed better than before, | |
Listen there' s a " black dog" howling at my back door. | |
You say I took it all the wrong way, and got the wrong end of the stick. | |
Proceed to water down the truth, then make me drink it ' til | |
I' m sick. | |
It' s a monkey shine a mare' s nest, a cock and bull story. | |
You' re talking through your hat, you' re full of sound and fury. | |
You' re wide of the mark, on the wrong scent, barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on. | |
Dignity is one thing that you can' t preserve in alcohol, here' s a drug to blow your mind it' s called sodium pentothal. | |
I' ve smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector, so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector. | |
Another bad break burst another bubble | |
Another lost cause here' s another trouble | |
Another heart ache one more chance gone | |
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song. | |
Truth often hurts but it hit me like a hammer, | |
I' ve been sweating blood for " product" | |
I thought it was my art. | |
Would it have made it tougher all I' ve had to suffer if you' d come clean and told me the score from the start? | |
Stop treating everybody like a charity | |
I may have sold my soul but | |
I won' t part with my sanity. | |
I was a schizophrenic my better half left home, | |
The Samaritans don' t answer when | |
I call them on the telephone. | |
You say the cheque is in the post, and it' ll sound great at the mix. | |
But we have heard them all before, have we the memory span of fish? | |
It' s a monkey shine a mare' s nest, a cock and bull story. | |
You' re talking through your hat, you' re full of sound and fury. | |
You' re wide of the mark, on the wrong scent, barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on. | |
Dignity is one thing that you can' t preserve in alcohol, here' s a drug to blow your mind it' s called sodium pentothal. | |
I' ve smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector, so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector. | |
The wrong song. |
zuò cí : Ramsey, Skyclad | |
Another bad break burst another bubble | |
Another lost cause here' s another trouble | |
Another heart ache one more chance gone | |
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song. | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like | |
I' m standing on a hillside | |
Screaming at the world only wishing it would hear. | |
I can' t deny that | |
I' m tired of your lies but | |
I hope if | |
I hide that you' ll all disappear. | |
Can a fat man squeeze a camel through a needles eye? | |
As hell freezes over the little pigs fly. | |
Just when things seemed better than before, | |
Listen there' s a " black dog" howling at my back door. | |
You say I took it all the wrong way, and got the wrong end of the stick. | |
Proceed to water down the truth, then make me drink it ' til | |
I' m sick. | |
It' s a monkey shine a mare' s nest, a cock and bull story. | |
You' re talking through your hat, you' re full of sound and fury. | |
You' re wide of the mark, on the wrong scent, barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on. | |
Dignity is one thing that you can' t preserve in alcohol, here' s a drug to blow your mind it' s called sodium pentothal. | |
I' ve smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector, so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector. | |
Another bad break burst another bubble | |
Another lost cause here' s another trouble | |
Another heart ache one more chance gone | |
Another lost chord in yet another wrong song. | |
Truth often hurts but it hit me like a hammer, | |
I' ve been sweating blood for " product" | |
I thought it was my art. | |
Would it have made it tougher all I' ve had to suffer if you' d come clean and told me the score from the start? | |
Stop treating everybody like a charity | |
I may have sold my soul but | |
I won' t part with my sanity. | |
I was a schizophrenic my better half left home, | |
The Samaritans don' t answer when | |
I call them on the telephone. | |
You say the cheque is in the post, and it' ll sound great at the mix. | |
But we have heard them all before, have we the memory span of fish? | |
It' s a monkey shine a mare' s nest, a cock and bull story. | |
You' re talking through your hat, you' re full of sound and fury. | |
You' re wide of the mark, on the wrong scent, barking up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on. | |
Dignity is one thing that you can' t preserve in alcohol, here' s a drug to blow your mind it' s called sodium pentothal. | |
I' ve smelt more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector, so every word you start to speak sets off my lie detector. | |
The wrong song. |