Song | The Happy Goth |
Artist | The Divine Comedy |
Album | Absent Friends |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hannon | |
"The lonely road you choose to travel on, | |
It must seem awfully long. | |
Innocence all gone, | |
It must be wrong to hide your lovely face away. | |
That music you play, I'm not saying it's bad, | |
It just seems terribly sad. | |
Is everything all right? | |
I'd like to think you'd tell me if something was wrong". | |
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth | |
And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth. | |
She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross, | |
But on the inside she's a happy goth. | |
"Don't worry Mum, don't worry Dad. | |
The hours that I spend alone are the happiest I've ever had". | |
That's what she'd say if she ever spoke to you, | |
But it's something she can never do. | |
'Cos it's only by herself | |
That she'll find out what makes her different from the rest. | |
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth | |
And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth. | |
She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross, | |
But on the inside she's a happy goth. |
zuo ci : Hannon | |
" The lonely road you choose to travel on, | |
It must seem awfully long. | |
Innocence all gone, | |
It must be wrong to hide your lovely face away. | |
That music you play, I' m not saying it' s bad, | |
It just seems terribly sad. | |
Is everything all right? | |
I' d like to think you' d tell me if something was wrong". | |
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth | |
And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth. | |
She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross, | |
But on the inside she' s a happy goth. | |
" Don' t worry Mum, don' t worry Dad. | |
The hours that I spend alone are the happiest I' ve ever had". | |
That' s what she' d say if she ever spoke to you, | |
But it' s something she can never do. | |
' Cos it' s only by herself | |
That she' ll find out what makes her different from the rest. | |
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth | |
And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth. | |
She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross, | |
But on the inside she' s a happy goth. |
zuò cí : Hannon | |
" The lonely road you choose to travel on, | |
It must seem awfully long. | |
Innocence all gone, | |
It must be wrong to hide your lovely face away. | |
That music you play, I' m not saying it' s bad, | |
It just seems terribly sad. | |
Is everything all right? | |
I' d like to think you' d tell me if something was wrong". | |
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth | |
And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth. | |
She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross, | |
But on the inside she' s a happy goth. | |
" Don' t worry Mum, don' t worry Dad. | |
The hours that I spend alone are the happiest I' ve ever had". | |
That' s what she' d say if she ever spoke to you, | |
But it' s something she can never do. | |
' Cos it' s only by herself | |
That she' ll find out what makes her different from the rest. | |
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth | |
And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth. | |
She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross, | |
But on the inside she' s a happy goth. |