| 作词 : Cale | |
| She was so afraid of everything she said | |
| Since her mother told her why once upon a time | |
| There was no rhyme | |
| Before the clock slammed another door | |
| Of the weary hours we were facing a second hand shylock | |
| Shylocked in, in on us | |
| I saw what it had taken | |
| Playing back that old brigade of mine | |
| Everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme | |
| Everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme | |
| Cause me and nigger marched | |
| Yes, me and nigger blasted our way out | |
| Of here just like yesterday | |
| Yesterday's streets were burnt down into shells | |
| Mothers weep while children sleep | |
| Like ancestors in the ground | |
| The misery of nuns lie together like sons | |
| Who do not have the taste for the battle | |
| We are shuffled like a pack of cards in the dead of night | |
| Like lovers below bataan, below the senses | |
| Cause the senses smell of tears | |
| While we and nigger marched | |
| Blasted our way out of here | |
| Close the door and let's have some private life |
| zuo ci : Cale | |
| She was so afraid of everything she said | |
| Since her mother told her why once upon a time | |
| There was no rhyme | |
| Before the clock slammed another door | |
| Of the weary hours we were facing a second hand shylock | |
| Shylocked in, in on us | |
| I saw what it had taken | |
| Playing back that old brigade of mine | |
| Everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme | |
| Everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme | |
| Cause me and nigger marched | |
| Yes, me and nigger blasted our way out | |
| Of here just like yesterday | |
| Yesterday' s streets were burnt down into shells | |
| Mothers weep while children sleep | |
| Like ancestors in the ground | |
| The misery of nuns lie together like sons | |
| Who do not have the taste for the battle | |
| We are shuffled like a pack of cards in the dead of night | |
| Like lovers below bataan, below the senses | |
| Cause the senses smell of tears | |
| While we and nigger marched | |
| Blasted our way out of here | |
| Close the door and let' s have some private life |
| zuò cí : Cale | |
| She was so afraid of everything she said | |
| Since her mother told her why once upon a time | |
| There was no rhyme | |
| Before the clock slammed another door | |
| Of the weary hours we were facing a second hand shylock | |
| Shylocked in, in on us | |
| I saw what it had taken | |
| Playing back that old brigade of mine | |
| Everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme | |
| Everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme | |
| Cause me and nigger marched | |
| Yes, me and nigger blasted our way out | |
| Of here just like yesterday | |
| Yesterday' s streets were burnt down into shells | |
| Mothers weep while children sleep | |
| Like ancestors in the ground | |
| The misery of nuns lie together like sons | |
| Who do not have the taste for the battle | |
| We are shuffled like a pack of cards in the dead of night | |
| Like lovers below bataan, below the senses | |
| Cause the senses smell of tears | |
| While we and nigger marched | |
| Blasted our way out of here | |
| Close the door and let' s have some private life |
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