Song | The Father Who Must Be Killed |
Artist | Morrissey |
Album | Ringleader Of The Tormentors |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Morrissey, Whyte |
[00:13.33] | Stepchild, you have outlived your time |
[00:20.26] | You represent embarrassment and failure |
[00:25.69] | |
[00:28.00] | And the father who must be killed |
[00:31.91] | Is the blight upon your blighted life |
[00:36.03] | And his might is his legal right |
[00:39.53] | |
[00:40.90] | To ground you down |
[00:44.46] | |
[00:45.45] | Stepchild, with every petty swipe |
[00:50.63] | |
[00:52.31] | You just might find you're fighting for your life |
[00:57.25] | |
[00:59.98] | And the father who must be killed |
[01:03.99] | Is a step farther but nonetheless |
[01:08.10] | The way he chews his food |
[01:12.29] | Rips right through your senses |
[01:16.43] | |
[01:17.56] | Stepchild, there's a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs |
[01:24.23] | And you, you know what you must do |
[01:29.16] | |
[01:31.91] | So the stepchild ran with a knife to his sleeping frame |
[01:37.07] | And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says |
[01:43.75] | "There's a law against me now" |
[01:48.12] | And the father who must be killed |
[01:52.17] | With his dying breath, he grabs her hand |
[01:56.14] | And he looks into her eyes |
[02:00.07] | |
[02:00.88] | He says, "I'm sorry" and he dies |
[02:04.56] | |
[02:21.61] | Stepchild, I release you |
[02:28.15] | With this broken voice I beseech you |
[02:31.89] | |
[02:35.57] | Why are lives so short? |
[02:38.32] | The stepchild thought heart pointing to the sky |
[02:43.06] | No one to warn me, no hand to touch me |
[02:47.80] | And no Bible-Belters to mess with me |
[02:51.55] | Mama don't miss me, mama don't miss me |
[02:56.04] | This death will complete me |
[02:59.60] | But where I go there will be no one to meet me |
[03:03.90] | I know there will be no one to meet me |
[03:07.02] | But still the step-child press the knife to her throat |
[03:12.02] | Heart pointing to the sky |
[03:15.51] | Just as motherless birds fly high then so shall I |
[03:24.50] | |
[03:26.06] | So shall I |
[03:28.37] | |
[03:30.61] | So shall I |
[03:33.68] | |
[03:34.86] | So shall I |
[03:37.30] | |
[03:38.98] | So shall I |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Morrissey, Whyte |
[00:13.33] | Stepchild, you have outlived your time |
[00:20.26] | You represent embarrassment and failure |
[00:25.69] | |
[00:28.00] | And the father who must be killed |
[00:31.91] | Is the blight upon your blighted life |
[00:36.03] | And his might is his legal right |
[00:39.53] | |
[00:40.90] | To ground you down |
[00:44.46] | |
[00:45.45] | Stepchild, with every petty swipe |
[00:50.63] | |
[00:52.31] | You just might find you' re fighting for your life |
[00:57.25] | |
[00:59.98] | And the father who must be killed |
[01:03.99] | Is a step farther but nonetheless |
[01:08.10] | The way he chews his food |
[01:12.29] | Rips right through your senses |
[01:16.43] | |
[01:17.56] | Stepchild, there' s a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs |
[01:24.23] | And you, you know what you must do |
[01:29.16] | |
[01:31.91] | So the stepchild ran with a knife to his sleeping frame |
[01:37.07] | And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says |
[01:43.75] | " There' s a law against me now" |
[01:48.12] | And the father who must be killed |
[01:52.17] | With his dying breath, he grabs her hand |
[01:56.14] | And he looks into her eyes |
[02:00.07] | |
[02:00.88] | He says, " I' m sorry" and he dies |
[02:04.56] | |
[02:21.61] | Stepchild, I release you |
[02:28.15] | With this broken voice I beseech you |
[02:31.89] | |
[02:35.57] | Why are lives so short? |
[02:38.32] | The stepchild thought heart pointing to the sky |
[02:43.06] | No one to warn me, no hand to touch me |
[02:47.80] | And no BibleBelters to mess with me |
[02:51.55] | Mama don' t miss me, mama don' t miss me |
[02:56.04] | This death will complete me |
[02:59.60] | But where I go there will be no one to meet me |
[03:03.90] | I know there will be no one to meet me |
[03:07.02] | But still the stepchild press the knife to her throat |
[03:12.02] | Heart pointing to the sky |
[03:15.51] | Just as motherless birds fly high then so shall I |
[03:24.50] | |
[03:26.06] | So shall I |
[03:28.37] | |
[03:30.61] | So shall I |
[03:33.68] | |
[03:34.86] | So shall I |
[03:37.30] | |
[03:38.98] | So shall I |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Morrissey, Whyte |
[00:13.33] | Stepchild, you have outlived your time |
[00:20.26] | You represent embarrassment and failure |
[00:25.69] | |
[00:28.00] | And the father who must be killed |
[00:31.91] | Is the blight upon your blighted life |
[00:36.03] | And his might is his legal right |
[00:39.53] | |
[00:40.90] | To ground you down |
[00:44.46] | |
[00:45.45] | Stepchild, with every petty swipe |
[00:50.63] | |
[00:52.31] | You just might find you' re fighting for your life |
[00:57.25] | |
[00:59.98] | And the father who must be killed |
[01:03.99] | Is a step farther but nonetheless |
[01:08.10] | The way he chews his food |
[01:12.29] | Rips right through your senses |
[01:16.43] | |
[01:17.56] | Stepchild, there' s a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs |
[01:24.23] | And you, you know what you must do |
[01:29.16] | |
[01:31.91] | So the stepchild ran with a knife to his sleeping frame |
[01:37.07] | And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says |
[01:43.75] | " There' s a law against me now" |
[01:48.12] | And the father who must be killed |
[01:52.17] | With his dying breath, he grabs her hand |
[01:56.14] | And he looks into her eyes |
[02:00.07] | |
[02:00.88] | He says, " I' m sorry" and he dies |
[02:04.56] | |
[02:21.61] | Stepchild, I release you |
[02:28.15] | With this broken voice I beseech you |
[02:31.89] | |
[02:35.57] | Why are lives so short? |
[02:38.32] | The stepchild thought heart pointing to the sky |
[02:43.06] | No one to warn me, no hand to touch me |
[02:47.80] | And no BibleBelters to mess with me |
[02:51.55] | Mama don' t miss me, mama don' t miss me |
[02:56.04] | This death will complete me |
[02:59.60] | But where I go there will be no one to meet me |
[03:03.90] | I know there will be no one to meet me |
[03:07.02] | But still the stepchild press the knife to her throat |
[03:12.02] | Heart pointing to the sky |
[03:15.51] | Just as motherless birds fly high then so shall I |
[03:24.50] | |
[03:26.06] | So shall I |
[03:28.37] | |
[03:30.61] | So shall I |
[03:33.68] | |
[03:34.86] | So shall I |
[03:37.30] | |
[03:38.98] | So shall I |