Song | Armies |
Artist | John Lydon |
Album | Psycho's Path |
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作曲 : Lydon | |
Every scene you see is obscene | |
The spoken word should never be head | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
Every thought end in nought | |
And every scene you see is obscene | |
The spoken word should never be heard | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
And every thought should end in nought | |
We're pushing up daises, we're falling apart | |
Their armies are marching, we're playing the part | |
The censors are coming to cut at your heart | |
The censors are pointing before you can start | |
And every scene is seen as obscene | |
The spoken word should never be heard | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
And every thought should end in nought | |
Their armies are marching, the censors are coming | |
A little beginning, depend who's defending | |
Depend on who's listening | |
Depend who's defending | |
Depend on whose listening |
zuo qu : Lydon | |
Every scene you see is obscene | |
The spoken word should never be head | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
Every thought end in nought | |
And every scene you see is obscene | |
The spoken word should never be heard | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
And every thought should end in nought | |
We' re pushing up daises, we' re falling apart | |
Their armies are marching, we' re playing the part | |
The censors are coming to cut at your heart | |
The censors are pointing before you can start | |
And every scene is seen as obscene | |
The spoken word should never be heard | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
And every thought should end in nought | |
Their armies are marching, the censors are coming | |
A little beginning, depend who' s defending | |
Depend on who' s listening | |
Depend who' s defending | |
Depend on whose listening |
zuò qǔ : Lydon | |
Every scene you see is obscene | |
The spoken word should never be head | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
Every thought end in nought | |
And every scene you see is obscene | |
The spoken word should never be heard | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
And every thought should end in nought | |
We' re pushing up daises, we' re falling apart | |
Their armies are marching, we' re playing the part | |
The censors are coming to cut at your heart | |
The censors are pointing before you can start | |
And every scene is seen as obscene | |
The spoken word should never be heard | |
And every nude soon subdued | |
And every thought should end in nought | |
Their armies are marching, the censors are coming | |
A little beginning, depend who' s defending | |
Depend on who' s listening | |
Depend who' s defending | |
Depend on whose listening |