Song | Hiding All Away |
Artist | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
Album | Abattoir Blues/The Lyre of Orpheus |
作词 : Cave | |
You went looking for nur, dear, | |
Down by the sea | |
You found some little silver fish | |
But you didn't find me | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all way | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all way | |
You went to the museum | |
You climbed a spiral stair | |
You searched for me all among | |
The knowledgeable air | |
I was hidden, babe, hiding all away | |
I was hidden, dear, hiding all away | |
You entered the cathedral | |
When you heard the solemn knell | |
I was not sitting with the gargoyles | |
I was not swinging from the hell | |
I was hiding, dear, | |
I was hiding all away | |
I was hiding, dear, | |
I was hiding all away | |
You asked an electrician | |
If he'd seen me round his place | |
He touched you with his fingers | |
Sent sparks zapping out your face | |
I was hidden, dear, hiding all away | |
I was not there, dear, hiding all away | |
You went and asked your doctor | |
To get some advice | |
He shot you full of | |
Pethidine | |
And then he billed you twice | |
But I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
But I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
You approached a high court judge | |
You thought he'd be on the level | |
He wrapped a rag around your face | |
And beat you with his gavel | |
I was hiding, habe, hiding all away | |
I was hidden, dem, hiding all away | |
You asked at the local constabulary | |
They said, he's up to his same old tricks | |
They leered at you with their baby blues | |
And rubbed jelly on their sticks | |
I had to get out of there, babe, hiding all away | |
I had to get out of there, dear, hiding all away | |
You searched through all my poets | |
From Sappho through to | |
Auden I saw the book fall from your hands | |
As you slowly died of boredom | |
I had been there, dear, but | |
I was not there anymore | |
I had been there, now | |
I'm hiding all way | |
You walked into the ball of fame | |
And approached my imitators | |
Some were stuffing their faces with caviar | |
Some were eating cold potatoes | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
You asked a famous cook if he'd seen me | |
He opened his oven wide | |
He basted you with butter, babe | |
And made you crawl inside | |
I was not in there, dear, hiding all away | |
I was not in there, dear, hiding all away | |
You asked the butcher | |
Who lifted up his cleaver | |
Stuck his fist up your dress | |
Said he must've been mad to leave you | |
But I had to get away, dear, hiding all away | |
I had to get away, dear, | |
I was hidden all away | |
Some of us we hide away | |
Some of us we don't | |
Some will live to love another day | |
And some of us won't | |
But we all know there is a law | |
And that law, it is love | |
And we all know there's a war coming | |
Coming from above | |
There is a war coming | |
There is a war coming |
zuò cí : Cave | |
You went looking for nur, dear, | |
Down by the sea | |
You found some little silver fish | |
But you didn' t find me | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all way | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all way | |
You went to the museum | |
You climbed a spiral stair | |
You searched for me all among | |
The knowledgeable air | |
I was hidden, babe, hiding all away | |
I was hidden, dear, hiding all away | |
You entered the cathedral | |
When you heard the solemn knell | |
I was not sitting with the gargoyles | |
I was not swinging from the hell | |
I was hiding, dear, | |
I was hiding all away | |
I was hiding, dear, | |
I was hiding all away | |
You asked an electrician | |
If he' d seen me round his place | |
He touched you with his fingers | |
Sent sparks zapping out your face | |
I was hidden, dear, hiding all away | |
I was not there, dear, hiding all away | |
You went and asked your doctor | |
To get some advice | |
He shot you full of | |
Pethidine | |
And then he billed you twice | |
But I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
But I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
You approached a high court judge | |
You thought he' d be on the level | |
He wrapped a rag around your face | |
And beat you with his gavel | |
I was hiding, habe, hiding all away | |
I was hidden, dem, hiding all away | |
You asked at the local constabulary | |
They said, he' s up to his same old tricks | |
They leered at you with their baby blues | |
And rubbed jelly on their sticks | |
I had to get out of there, babe, hiding all away | |
I had to get out of there, dear, hiding all away | |
You searched through all my poets | |
From Sappho through to | |
Auden I saw the book fall from your hands | |
As you slowly died of boredom | |
I had been there, dear, but | |
I was not there anymore | |
I had been there, now | |
I' m hiding all way | |
You walked into the ball of fame | |
And approached my imitators | |
Some were stuffing their faces with caviar | |
Some were eating cold potatoes | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
I was hiding, dear, hiding all away | |
You asked a famous cook if he' d seen me | |
He opened his oven wide | |
He basted you with butter, babe | |
And made you crawl inside | |
I was not in there, dear, hiding all away | |
I was not in there, dear, hiding all away | |
You asked the butcher | |
Who lifted up his cleaver | |
Stuck his fist up your dress | |
Said he must' ve been mad to leave you | |
But I had to get away, dear, hiding all away | |
I had to get away, dear, | |
I was hidden all away | |
Some of us we hide away | |
Some of us we don' t | |
Some will live to love another day | |
And some of us won' t | |
But we all know there is a law | |
And that law, it is love | |
And we all know there' s a war coming | |
Coming from above | |
There is a war coming | |
There is a war coming |