Song | Hamlet (pow, Pow, Pow) |
Artist | The Birthday Party |
Album | Hits |
作词 : Cave, Howard | |
H! a! m! l! e! t! yeah... | |
Hamlet's fishing in the grave | |
A-fishing in the grave | |
Thru the custard bones and stuff | |
He ain't got no friend in there | |
No he ain't got no friend in there | |
I believe our man's in love | |
Hamlet got a gun-now | |
He wears a crucifix | |
He wears a crucifix | |
Pow pow pow pow/pow pow pow pow | |
Hamlet move so beautiful | |
Moves so beautiful | |
Walking thru the flowers | |
Waving to the people | |
All those beautiful people | |
Lying in the shadows | |
He's movin' down the street-now | |
He likes the look of that cadillac | |
And now he wants that cadillac | |
Pow pow pow pow/pow pow pow pow | |
Is this love some kinda love | |
Is this love some kinda love | |
Now he's comin' down my street | |
Crawling up my stairs | |
He's coming to my room | |
He's knocking on my door | |
Where for art thou baby-face | |
Where... for... art... thou... | |
Pow pow pow pow/pow pow pow pow | |
Is this love | |
Is this love | |
Pow! | |
He shoot it inside | |
He shoot it inside | |
Pow! | |
Some kinda love... | |
Don't let 'em steal your heart away | |
He went and stole my heart pow! | |
Hey hey hey pow!! |
zuò cí : Cave, Howard | |
H! a! m! l! e! t! yeah... | |
Hamlet' s fishing in the grave | |
Afishing in the grave | |
Thru the custard bones and stuff | |
He ain' t got no friend in there | |
No he ain' t got no friend in there | |
I believe our man' s in love | |
Hamlet got a gunnow | |
He wears a crucifix | |
He wears a crucifix | |
Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow | |
Hamlet move so beautiful | |
Moves so beautiful | |
Walking thru the flowers | |
Waving to the people | |
All those beautiful people | |
Lying in the shadows | |
He' s movin' down the streetnow | |
He likes the look of that cadillac | |
And now he wants that cadillac | |
Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow | |
Is this love some kinda love | |
Is this love some kinda love | |
Now he' s comin' down my street | |
Crawling up my stairs | |
He' s coming to my room | |
He' s knocking on my door | |
Where for art thou babyface | |
Where... for... art... thou... | |
Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow | |
Is this love | |
Is this love | |
Pow! | |
He shoot it inside | |
He shoot it inside | |
Pow! | |
Some kinda love... | |
Don' t let ' em steal your heart away | |
He went and stole my heart pow! | |
Hey hey hey pow!! |