Song | Cleopatra Jones (2006 Remastered Version) |
Artist | Mark Eitzel |
Album | 60 Watt Silver Lining |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : | |
The people I was with said you were | |
Nothing but a fag hag and a dope fiend | |
But the song of your eyes | |
Was of the loneliest woman I've ever seen | |
We talked drunkenly at the bar | |
I thought there's a sweetness here | |
The world is missing | |
You just got fired and now you're out | |
High and drunk and celebrating | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
If they don't see you then they're blind | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Liquor and love and everything that's kind | |
Always kind to strangers | |
But you know enough never to look back | |
You never know if they're about to | |
Pour salt in the knife wound on your back | |
People in this bar are all smiles | |
But that doesn't mean they'll give you | |
The air you need to breathe | |
When the show's over | |
They'll take a big part of you | |
When they decide to leave | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
She can kung fu just like Hercules | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Leaves evil men on their knees | |
Cleopatra only answers to a higher source from above | |
A sensitivity to bright light | |
And an unfounded belief in love | |
And a soul a little bigger | |
A little bigger than politeness can endure | |
Lighter than air and harder to hold | |
And much much bluer | |
Much bluer | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Is in exile with a lot of class | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Teach me how to kick a little ass | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Scales of justice under her head wrap | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Crown of thorns, wears it like a nightcap |
zuo ci : | |
The people I was with said you were | |
Nothing but a fag hag and a dope fiend | |
But the song of your eyes | |
Was of the loneliest woman I' ve ever seen | |
We talked drunkenly at the bar | |
I thought there' s a sweetness here | |
The world is missing | |
You just got fired and now you' re out | |
High and drunk and celebrating | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
If they don' t see you then they' re blind | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Liquor and love and everything that' s kind | |
Always kind to strangers | |
But you know enough never to look back | |
You never know if they' re about to | |
Pour salt in the knife wound on your back | |
People in this bar are all smiles | |
But that doesn' t mean they' ll give you | |
The air you need to breathe | |
When the show' s over | |
They' ll take a big part of you | |
When they decide to leave | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
She can kung fu just like Hercules | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Leaves evil men on their knees | |
Cleopatra only answers to a higher source from above | |
A sensitivity to bright light | |
And an unfounded belief in love | |
And a soul a little bigger | |
A little bigger than politeness can endure | |
Lighter than air and harder to hold | |
And much much bluer | |
Much bluer | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Is in exile with a lot of class | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Teach me how to kick a little ass | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Scales of justice under her head wrap | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Crown of thorns, wears it like a nightcap |
zuò cí : | |
The people I was with said you were | |
Nothing but a fag hag and a dope fiend | |
But the song of your eyes | |
Was of the loneliest woman I' ve ever seen | |
We talked drunkenly at the bar | |
I thought there' s a sweetness here | |
The world is missing | |
You just got fired and now you' re out | |
High and drunk and celebrating | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
If they don' t see you then they' re blind | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Liquor and love and everything that' s kind | |
Always kind to strangers | |
But you know enough never to look back | |
You never know if they' re about to | |
Pour salt in the knife wound on your back | |
People in this bar are all smiles | |
But that doesn' t mean they' ll give you | |
The air you need to breathe | |
When the show' s over | |
They' ll take a big part of you | |
When they decide to leave | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
She can kung fu just like Hercules | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Leaves evil men on their knees | |
Cleopatra only answers to a higher source from above | |
A sensitivity to bright light | |
And an unfounded belief in love | |
And a soul a little bigger | |
A little bigger than politeness can endure | |
Lighter than air and harder to hold | |
And much much bluer | |
Much bluer | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Is in exile with a lot of class | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Teach me how to kick a little ass | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Scales of justice under her head wrap | |
Cleopatra Jones | |
Crown of thorns, wears it like a nightcap |