Song | I Have Forgiven Jesus - Remastered |
Artist | Morrissey |
Album | Morrissey Greatest Hits |
作词 : Morrissey, Whyte | |
I was a good kid | |
I wouldn’t do you no harmI was a nice kid | |
With a nice paper-round | |
Forgive me any pain | |
I may have brung to you | |
With God’s help I know | |
I’ll always be near to you | |
But Jesus hurt me | |
When He deserted me, butI have forgiven Jesus | |
For all the desire he placed in me | |
When there’s nothing I can do with this desireI was good kid | |
Through hail and snowI’d go just to moon youI carried my heart in my hand | |
Do you understand? | |
Do you understand? | |
But Jesus hurt me | |
When He deserted me, butI have forgiven Jesus | |
For all of the love he placed in me | |
When there’s no one I can turn to with this love | |
Monday, humiliation, | |
Tuesday, suffocation | |
Wednesday, condescension, | |
Thursday is patheticBy Friday, life has killed me | |
By Friday, life has killed me | |
Why did you give me so much desire? | |
When there is nowhere I can go | |
To offload this desire? | |
And why did you give me so much loveIn a loveless world? | |
When there is no one I can turn to | |
To unlock all this love | |
And why did you stick me inSelf-deprecating bones and skin? | |
Jesus, do you hate me? | |
Why did you stick me inSelf-deprecating bones and skin? | |
Do you hate me? | |
Do you hate me? | |
Do you hate me?... |
zuò cí : Morrissey, Whyte | |
I was a good kid | |
I wouldn' t do you no harmI was a nice kid | |
With a nice paperround | |
Forgive me any pain | |
I may have brung to you | |
With God' s help I know | |
I' ll always be near to you | |
But Jesus hurt me | |
When He deserted me, butI have forgiven Jesus | |
For all the desire he placed in me | |
When there' s nothing I can do with this desireI was good kid | |
Through hail and snowI' d go just to moon youI carried my heart in my hand | |
Do you understand? | |
Do you understand? | |
But Jesus hurt me | |
When He deserted me, butI have forgiven Jesus | |
For all of the love he placed in me | |
When there' s no one I can turn to with this love | |
Monday, humiliation, | |
Tuesday, suffocation | |
Wednesday, condescension, | |
Thursday is patheticBy Friday, life has killed me | |
By Friday, life has killed me | |
Why did you give me so much desire? | |
When there is nowhere I can go | |
To offload this desire? | |
And why did you give me so much loveIn a loveless world? | |
When there is no one I can turn to | |
To unlock all this love | |
And why did you stick me inSelfdeprecating bones and skin? | |
Jesus, do you hate me? | |
Why did you stick me inSelfdeprecating bones and skin? | |
Do you hate me? | |
Do you hate me? | |
Do you hate me?... |