Song | Making Love To A Vampire With A Monkey On My Knee (2006 Digital Remaster) |
Artist | Captain Beefheart |
Album | Doc At The Radar Station |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Don Van Vliet |
[00:05.689] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[00:09.965] | The pond shined dry like a ladies' compact |
[00:13.703] | Lilies leaped like flat green hearts with white hearts |
[00:18.065] | Squirting yellow pollen cocks |
[00:21.300] | Ferns ran like cool spades, fossils away from rocks |
[00:26.902] | Bees echoed dark carbon hums that dashed in nothing |
[00:33.236] | Gnats f*cked my ears 'n nostrils |
[00:36.370] | Hit my brain like hones 'n numbed to nothing |
[00:40.481] | Wings stuck on liquid bones |
[00:43.189] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[00:47.907] | The moon poured hollow down my milky leg |
[00:51.362] | Splashed still 'n moved |
[00:55.269] | The wind peed down the willows 'n pricked the needle vine |
[01:00.380] | The monkey moved a fur shadow, its soot tail curled in twos |
[01:06.384] | Its lips smiled needles, its eyes rolled loose |
[01:13.840] | Her throat broke open, glistened in the dew |
[01:19.977] | Red berries dangled like a dream of rubies too |
[01:24.431] | Snot muscles ran down her ivory chin 'n tooth within |
[01:28.346] | A locket, a pin, held fast to then, my love, my pocket deep within |
[01:35.755] | 'N senses dangled the chain that clasped me to her then |
[01:39.950] | The messenger spoke the wind that blows between our time |
[01:44.372] | I sensed you then 'n whispers spin 'n flow |
[01:48.049] | In silver dust around the pointed pin |
[01:51.066] | Sent to nothing |
[01:52.753] | God, please f*ck my mind for good |
[01:56.378] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[01:59.878] | Oh f*ck that thing, f*ck that poem |
[02:03.479] | Eyes crawl out with maggots |
[02:06.558] | White cloth bones pile up light thrown blades |
[02:11.924] | Rags 'n skull, scoops soil cracks, drain screams |
[02:18.662] | Please take my hand 'n join me, too soon its clutches gleams |
[02:25.259] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[02:29.503] | Death be damned, life! |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Don Van Vliet |
[00:05.689] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[00:09.965] | The pond shined dry like a ladies' compact |
[00:13.703] | Lilies leaped like flat green hearts with white hearts |
[00:18.065] | Squirting yellow pollen cocks |
[00:21.300] | Ferns ran like cool spades, fossils away from rocks |
[00:26.902] | Bees echoed dark carbon hums that dashed in nothing |
[00:33.236] | Gnats f cked my ears ' n nostrils |
[00:36.370] | Hit my brain like hones ' n numbed to nothing |
[00:40.481] | Wings stuck on liquid bones |
[00:43.189] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[00:47.907] | The moon poured hollow down my milky leg |
[00:51.362] | Splashed still ' n moved |
[00:55.269] | The wind peed down the willows ' n pricked the needle vine |
[01:00.380] | The monkey moved a fur shadow, its soot tail curled in twos |
[01:06.384] | Its lips smiled needles, its eyes rolled loose |
[01:13.840] | Her throat broke open, glistened in the dew |
[01:19.977] | Red berries dangled like a dream of rubies too |
[01:24.431] | Snot muscles ran down her ivory chin ' n tooth within |
[01:28.346] | A locket, a pin, held fast to then, my love, my pocket deep within |
[01:35.755] | ' N senses dangled the chain that clasped me to her then |
[01:39.950] | The messenger spoke the wind that blows between our time |
[01:44.372] | I sensed you then ' n whispers spin ' n flow |
[01:48.049] | In silver dust around the pointed pin |
[01:51.066] | Sent to nothing |
[01:52.753] | God, please f ck my mind for good |
[01:56.378] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[01:59.878] | Oh f ck that thing, f ck that poem |
[02:03.479] | Eyes crawl out with maggots |
[02:06.558] | White cloth bones pile up light thrown blades |
[02:11.924] | Rags ' n skull, scoops soil cracks, drain screams |
[02:18.662] | Please take my hand ' n join me, too soon its clutches gleams |
[02:25.259] | Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee |
[02:29.503] | Death be damned, life! |