Stephen Song (Remastered)

Song	Stephen Song (Remastered)
Artist	The Fall
Album	The Wonderful And Frightening World Of The Fall (Omnibus Edition)

	作词 : Hanley, Hanley, Smith
	It was a thing with a head like a spud ball
	It was a song, the song we were looking for
	I always have to state to myself
	It has nothing to do with me
	He has nothing
	He is not me
	(his vendetta parchment)
	Floating grey abundance
	Against my palace of conscience
	(our hero deeply loved
	Moonlit walked past privet and wide-leaved foliage)
	I'll tell you of the rats in this world
	Fawning in place with the face
	Men coming between each other
	For the sake of a two-minute urge
	(it is headless)
	Worth $5 in london
	And cursed anon.
	Our hero, still deeply loved
	Moonlit walks past privet and wide leaved
	It was no more a net of mesh
	It was class
	He did not blink a lid
	He braced his self-imposed gorgeous adult net
	And breeze
	And it was class
	And no no-man's land
	Ever had this?
	Their follies are strong liberation

	zuò cí : Hanley, Hanley, Smith
	It was a thing with a head like a spud ball
	It was a song, the song we were looking for
	I always have to state to myself
	It has nothing to do with me
	He has nothing
	He is not me
	his vendetta parchment
	Floating grey abundance
	Against my palace of conscience
	our hero deeply loved
	Moonlit walked past privet and wideleaved foliage
	I' ll tell you of the rats in this world
	Fawning in place with the face
	Men coming between each other
	For the sake of a twominute urge
	it is headless
	Worth 5 in london
	And cursed anon.
	Our hero, still deeply loved
	Moonlit walks past privet and wide leaved
	It was no more a net of mesh
	It was class
	He did not blink a lid
	He braced his selfimposed gorgeous adult net
	And breeze
	And it was class
	And no noman' s land
	Ever had this?
	Their follies are strong liberation