Song | You Will Pay Tomorrow |
Artist | Terence Trent D'Arby |
Album | Neither Fish Nor Flesh a Soundtrack Of Love, Faith, Hope & Destruction |
作词 : DArby | |
As I hold my head down | |
Against a whipping hard rain babe | |
Slaps me like a sheet | |
Sheets of rain coming down | |
As I dig my heels deep | |
In a minefield of muddy water | |
I hear a voice loud and low | |
Stays with me wherever | |
I go sayin' | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Accept this as a truth | |
For old as well as youth | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
As sure as you are born | |
Though you may be weak and torn | |
As a snake pulls up beside me | |
Thinking that my name is | |
Eve My dark side starts to chide me | |
But I bring him down to his knees | |
As I close my eyes tight | |
Deep in meditation | |
Peaceful sleep evades me | |
But a low pitched drone invades me sayin' | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Though you run you cannot hide | |
It's a truth that shall abide sayin' | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
It will find you in the morning | |
A heartache for your warning | |
As I shake my head twice | |
Saying I'd rather fight than switch | |
I was land rich but penny poor | |
But I couldn't tell which from which | |
As my kneecaps break the fall | |
Of my begging for grace and favour | |
Bell, Book and | |
Candle holds me | |
But a spellbinding whisper scolds me saying | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Though your vision may be bleary | |
And your eyes that see may be weary - but | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
On your mind it will wear | |
Ignore it if you dare | |
As I shed my second skin | |
Beneath a bullet box roller-coaster | |
I view my transformation | |
Through the veil of a jokester | |
As I gain my second sight | |
I shed a tear and | |
I shake the crowd | |
I used to rather be dead than humble | |
But now I'd rather be dead than proud | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
After deep time tossed confusion | |
I came to my own conclusion that | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Accept this as a notion | |
As fish breathe in the dirty ocean |
zuò cí : DArby | |
As I hold my head down | |
Against a whipping hard rain babe | |
Slaps me like a sheet | |
Sheets of rain coming down | |
As I dig my heels deep | |
In a minefield of muddy water | |
I hear a voice loud and low | |
Stays with me wherever | |
I go sayin' | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Accept this as a truth | |
For old as well as youth | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
As sure as you are born | |
Though you may be weak and torn | |
As a snake pulls up beside me | |
Thinking that my name is | |
Eve My dark side starts to chide me | |
But I bring him down to his knees | |
As I close my eyes tight | |
Deep in meditation | |
Peaceful sleep evades me | |
But a low pitched drone invades me sayin' | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Though you run you cannot hide | |
It' s a truth that shall abide sayin' | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
It will find you in the morning | |
A heartache for your warning | |
As I shake my head twice | |
Saying I' d rather fight than switch | |
I was land rich but penny poor | |
But I couldn' t tell which from which | |
As my kneecaps break the fall | |
Of my begging for grace and favour | |
Bell, Book and | |
Candle holds me | |
But a spellbinding whisper scolds me saying | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Though your vision may be bleary | |
And your eyes that see may be weary but | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
On your mind it will wear | |
Ignore it if you dare | |
As I shed my second skin | |
Beneath a bullet box rollercoaster | |
I view my transformation | |
Through the veil of a jokester | |
As I gain my second sight | |
I shed a tear and | |
I shake the crowd | |
I used to rather be dead than humble | |
But now I' d rather be dead than proud | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
After deep time tossed confusion | |
I came to my own conclusion that | |
You will pay tomorrow for what | |
You do today | |
Accept this as a notion | |
As fish breathe in the dirty ocean |