Song | Falling In Love With The Wolfboy |
Artist | The Magnetic Fields |
Album | The Wayward Bus / Distant Plastic Trees |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Merritt | |
She can make you feel like filth | |
She can make you feel like a star | |
She will scratch till her hand is bloody | |
But she'll love you more for the scar | |
She remembers the recent past | |
She's something the cat dragged in | |
She's a trollop in paisley, so, (C): | |
Take her down to the woods where the wolfboy lives, | |
So the villagers say, | |
And the three of you evaporate into the night | |
Till you both fall in love with him | |
With a face like an | |
African mask | |
And the strength of ten men | |
When she's wrong | |
She's in charge in the world at large | |
And her novels are all very long | |
She belongs on the astral plane | |
She's probably a hologram | |
Put her back in the padded cell (C) | |
So you'll dress head to foot in lame | |
And you'll dance in | |
December snow | |
When the sky turns to wine you'll embrace | |
And forget everything that you know | |
She can tell you the will of the gods | |
Butter won't melt in her mouth, but you will | |
Don't bother to ask her name (C) |
zuo ci : Merritt | |
She can make you feel like filth | |
She can make you feel like a star | |
She will scratch till her hand is bloody | |
But she' ll love you more for the scar | |
She remembers the recent past | |
She' s something the cat dragged in | |
She' s a trollop in paisley, so, C: | |
Take her down to the woods where the wolfboy lives, | |
So the villagers say, | |
And the three of you evaporate into the night | |
Till you both fall in love with him | |
With a face like an | |
African mask | |
And the strength of ten men | |
When she' s wrong | |
She' s in charge in the world at large | |
And her novels are all very long | |
She belongs on the astral plane | |
She' s probably a hologram | |
Put her back in the padded cell C | |
So you' ll dress head to foot in lame | |
And you' ll dance in | |
December snow | |
When the sky turns to wine you' ll embrace | |
And forget everything that you know | |
She can tell you the will of the gods | |
Butter won' t melt in her mouth, but you will | |
Don' t bother to ask her name C |
zuò cí : Merritt | |
She can make you feel like filth | |
She can make you feel like a star | |
She will scratch till her hand is bloody | |
But she' ll love you more for the scar | |
She remembers the recent past | |
She' s something the cat dragged in | |
She' s a trollop in paisley, so, C: | |
Take her down to the woods where the wolfboy lives, | |
So the villagers say, | |
And the three of you evaporate into the night | |
Till you both fall in love with him | |
With a face like an | |
African mask | |
And the strength of ten men | |
When she' s wrong | |
She' s in charge in the world at large | |
And her novels are all very long | |
She belongs on the astral plane | |
She' s probably a hologram | |
Put her back in the padded cell C | |
So you' ll dress head to foot in lame | |
And you' ll dance in | |
December snow | |
When the sky turns to wine you' ll embrace | |
And forget everything that you know | |
She can tell you the will of the gods | |
Butter won' t melt in her mouth, but you will | |
Don' t bother to ask her name C |