Song | Soldier Jane |
Artist | Beck |
Album | The Information |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Beck, Godrich | |
Nobody cares what dress she wears at all | |
Tattered rags and paper bags, and all | |
She's the one sleeping in the dirt | |
Drag her down, don't let her drown in dirt | |
Lovers drag their canes across the gates | |
Gamblers like candles for the dice | |
No one wake her up, she's sleeping still | |
So put a candle on the window sill | |
Soldier Jane, don't be afraid | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Throw it away | |
Stars, they strike the darkness from the room | |
Knives, they take the poison from the wound' | |
Cause they drag us down into the ruins | |
Sleep our cares away and dirty boots | |
Soldier Jane, don't be afraid | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Don't be afraid |
zuo ci : Beck, Godrich | |
Nobody cares what dress she wears at all | |
Tattered rags and paper bags, and all | |
She' s the one sleeping in the dirt | |
Drag her down, don' t let her drown in dirt | |
Lovers drag their canes across the gates | |
Gamblers like candles for the dice | |
No one wake her up, she' s sleeping still | |
So put a candle on the window sill | |
Soldier Jane, don' t be afraid | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Throw it away | |
Stars, they strike the darkness from the room | |
Knives, they take the poison from the wound' | |
Cause they drag us down into the ruins | |
Sleep our cares away and dirty boots | |
Soldier Jane, don' t be afraid | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Don' t be afraid |
zuò cí : Beck, Godrich | |
Nobody cares what dress she wears at all | |
Tattered rags and paper bags, and all | |
She' s the one sleeping in the dirt | |
Drag her down, don' t let her drown in dirt | |
Lovers drag their canes across the gates | |
Gamblers like candles for the dice | |
No one wake her up, she' s sleeping still | |
So put a candle on the window sill | |
Soldier Jane, don' t be afraid | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Throw it away | |
Stars, they strike the darkness from the room | |
Knives, they take the poison from the wound' | |
Cause they drag us down into the ruins | |
Sleep our cares away and dirty boots | |
Soldier Jane, don' t be afraid | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Take your heart out of the shell | |
Don' t be afraid |