Song | Lady Godiva's Operation |
Artist | The Velvet Underground |
Album | White Light / White Heat |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Reed |
[00:18.22] | Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely |
[00:22.41] | Pats the head of another curly haired boy |
[00:29.62] | Just another toy |
[00:35.09] | Sick with silence she weeps sincerely |
[00:39.44] | Saying word that have oh so clearly been said |
[00:46.36] | So long ago |
[01:09.18] | Draperies wrapped gently 'round her shoulder |
[01:13.01] | Life has made her that much bolder now |
[01:19.50] | That she's found out how |
[01:42.52] | Dressed in silk, Latin lace and envy |
[01:46.53] | Pride and joy of the latest Penny Fair |
[01:53.37] | Pretty passing care |
[01:59.29] | Hair today now dipped in the water |
[02:03.53] | Making love to every poor daughter's son |
[02:10.47] | Isn't it fun? |
[02:32.43] | Now today propping grace with envy |
[02:36.45] | Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone's there |
[02:43.02] | And hasn't a care |
[02:49.23] | Doctor is coming the nurse thinks sweetly |
[02:53.47] | Turning on the machines that neatly pump air |
[03:00.04] | The body lies bare |
[03:06.18] | Shaved and hairless what once was screaming |
[03:10.35] | Now lies silent and almost sleeping |
[03:13.84] | The brain must have gone away |
[03:22.47] | Strapped securely to the white table |
[03:26.93] | Ether caused the body to wither and writhe |
[03:33.34] | Underneath the white light |
[03:39.04] | Doctor arrives with knife and baggage |
[03:43.22] | Sees the growth as just so much cabbage |
[03:49.84] | That now must be cut away |
[03:55.46] | Now come the moment of great, great decision |
[03:59.60] | The doctor is making his first incision |
[04:06.34] | One goes here |
[04:09.95] | One goes there |
[04:12.79] | The ether tube's leaking says someone who's sloppy |
[04:16.89] | The patient it seems is not so well sleeping |
[04:22.89] | The screams echo up the hall |
[04:29.38] | Don't panic, someone give him pentathol instantly |
[04:33.30] | Doctor removes his blade cagily slow from the brain |
[04:40.09] | By my count of ten, the head won't move |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Reed |
[00:18.22] | Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely |
[00:22.41] | Pats the head of another curly haired boy |
[00:29.62] | Just another toy |
[00:35.09] | Sick with silence she weeps sincerely |
[00:39.44] | Saying word that have oh so clearly been said |
[00:46.36] | So long ago |
[01:09.18] | Draperies wrapped gently ' round her shoulder |
[01:13.01] | Life has made her that much bolder now |
[01:19.50] | That she' s found out how |
[01:42.52] | Dressed in silk, Latin lace and envy |
[01:46.53] | Pride and joy of the latest Penny Fair |
[01:53.37] | Pretty passing care |
[01:59.29] | Hair today now dipped in the water |
[02:03.53] | Making love to every poor daughter' s son |
[02:10.47] | Isn' t it fun? |
[02:32.43] | Now today propping grace with envy |
[02:36.45] | Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone' s there |
[02:43.02] | And hasn' t a care |
[02:49.23] | Doctor is coming the nurse thinks sweetly |
[02:53.47] | Turning on the machines that neatly pump air |
[03:00.04] | The body lies bare |
[03:06.18] | Shaved and hairless what once was screaming |
[03:10.35] | Now lies silent and almost sleeping |
[03:13.84] | The brain must have gone away |
[03:22.47] | Strapped securely to the white table |
[03:26.93] | Ether caused the body to wither and writhe |
[03:33.34] | Underneath the white light |
[03:39.04] | Doctor arrives with knife and baggage |
[03:43.22] | Sees the growth as just so much cabbage |
[03:49.84] | That now must be cut away |
[03:55.46] | Now come the moment of great, great decision |
[03:59.60] | The doctor is making his first incision |
[04:06.34] | One goes here |
[04:09.95] | One goes there |
[04:12.79] | The ether tube' s leaking says someone who' s sloppy |
[04:16.89] | The patient it seems is not so well sleeping |
[04:22.89] | The screams echo up the hall |
[04:29.38] | Don' t panic, someone give him pentathol instantly |
[04:33.30] | Doctor removes his blade cagily slow from the brain |
[04:40.09] | By my count of ten, the head won' t move |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Reed |
[00:18.22] | Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely |
[00:22.41] | Pats the head of another curly haired boy |
[00:29.62] | Just another toy |
[00:35.09] | Sick with silence she weeps sincerely |
[00:39.44] | Saying word that have oh so clearly been said |
[00:46.36] | So long ago |
[01:09.18] | Draperies wrapped gently ' round her shoulder |
[01:13.01] | Life has made her that much bolder now |
[01:19.50] | That she' s found out how |
[01:42.52] | Dressed in silk, Latin lace and envy |
[01:46.53] | Pride and joy of the latest Penny Fair |
[01:53.37] | Pretty passing care |
[01:59.29] | Hair today now dipped in the water |
[02:03.53] | Making love to every poor daughter' s son |
[02:10.47] | Isn' t it fun? |
[02:32.43] | Now today propping grace with envy |
[02:36.45] | Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone' s there |
[02:43.02] | And hasn' t a care |
[02:49.23] | Doctor is coming the nurse thinks sweetly |
[02:53.47] | Turning on the machines that neatly pump air |
[03:00.04] | The body lies bare |
[03:06.18] | Shaved and hairless what once was screaming |
[03:10.35] | Now lies silent and almost sleeping |
[03:13.84] | The brain must have gone away |
[03:22.47] | Strapped securely to the white table |
[03:26.93] | Ether caused the body to wither and writhe |
[03:33.34] | Underneath the white light |
[03:39.04] | Doctor arrives with knife and baggage |
[03:43.22] | Sees the growth as just so much cabbage |
[03:49.84] | That now must be cut away |
[03:55.46] | Now come the moment of great, great decision |
[03:59.60] | The doctor is making his first incision |
[04:06.34] | One goes here |
[04:09.95] | One goes there |
[04:12.79] | The ether tube' s leaking says someone who' s sloppy |
[04:16.89] | The patient it seems is not so well sleeping |
[04:22.89] | The screams echo up the hall |
[04:29.38] | Don' t panic, someone give him pentathol instantly |
[04:33.30] | Doctor removes his blade cagily slow from the brain |
[04:40.09] | By my count of ten, the head won' t move |