Song | I Was Born Yesterday |
Artist | The Divine Comedy |
Album | Liberation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hannon | |
I... I was born yesterday | |
And I believe all that you say | |
I have no choice | |
I must obey you | |
Is this the first or the second day | |
Of the rest of my life? | |
Well hey Why should | |
I care either way | |
If what you say is true? | |
Saturday morning, 18th of | |
December I cannot remember | |
The last time that | |
I saw such a young ballerina | |
In love with the loveless | |
In tune with a tuneless old upright piano | |
Standing en pointe | |
Going through each position with gentle precision | |
She measures each movement | |
Her classical features and elegant waistline | |
Are going to waste as she pleases her parents | |
What if they died on the road to | |
Rathmines | |
Where a dog in two minds times his run to perfection | |
An orphan at last | |
She'd be sick in the loo-bowl | |
Then go to the funeral and cry by the graveside | |
Then she would sleep with the first man she sees | |
And she'd catch some disease | |
Which she would give to her doctor | |
She'd cook her own breakfast and she'd cook his as well | |
Yeah and they'd both get on swell | |
Even though he was married | |
You are a part of me | |
I am a part of you | |
Why should | |
I let you walk all over me? | |
All over me |
zuo ci : Hannon | |
I... I was born yesterday | |
And I believe all that you say | |
I have no choice | |
I must obey you | |
Is this the first or the second day | |
Of the rest of my life? | |
Well hey Why should | |
I care either way | |
If what you say is true? | |
Saturday morning, 18th of | |
December I cannot remember | |
The last time that | |
I saw such a young ballerina | |
In love with the loveless | |
In tune with a tuneless old upright piano | |
Standing en pointe | |
Going through each position with gentle precision | |
She measures each movement | |
Her classical features and elegant waistline | |
Are going to waste as she pleases her parents | |
What if they died on the road to | |
Rathmines | |
Where a dog in two minds times his run to perfection | |
An orphan at last | |
She' d be sick in the loobowl | |
Then go to the funeral and cry by the graveside | |
Then she would sleep with the first man she sees | |
And she' d catch some disease | |
Which she would give to her doctor | |
She' d cook her own breakfast and she' d cook his as well | |
Yeah and they' d both get on swell | |
Even though he was married | |
You are a part of me | |
I am a part of you | |
Why should | |
I let you walk all over me? | |
All over me |
zuò cí : Hannon | |
I... I was born yesterday | |
And I believe all that you say | |
I have no choice | |
I must obey you | |
Is this the first or the second day | |
Of the rest of my life? | |
Well hey Why should | |
I care either way | |
If what you say is true? | |
Saturday morning, 18th of | |
December I cannot remember | |
The last time that | |
I saw such a young ballerina | |
In love with the loveless | |
In tune with a tuneless old upright piano | |
Standing en pointe | |
Going through each position with gentle precision | |
She measures each movement | |
Her classical features and elegant waistline | |
Are going to waste as she pleases her parents | |
What if they died on the road to | |
Rathmines | |
Where a dog in two minds times his run to perfection | |
An orphan at last | |
She' d be sick in the loobowl | |
Then go to the funeral and cry by the graveside | |
Then she would sleep with the first man she sees | |
And she' d catch some disease | |
Which she would give to her doctor | |
She' d cook her own breakfast and she' d cook his as well | |
Yeah and they' d both get on swell | |
Even though he was married | |
You are a part of me | |
I am a part of you | |
Why should | |
I let you walk all over me? | |
All over me |