作词 : MORRISSEY, STEVEN/STREET, STEVEN | |
Ordinary boys, | |
Happy knowing nothing | |
Happy being no-one but themselves | |
Ordinary girls, | |
Supermarket clothes | |
Who think it's very clever to be cruel to you | |
For you were so different | |
You stood all alone | |
And you knew | |
That it had to be so | |
Avoiding ordinary boys | |
Happy going nowhere, just around here | |
In their rattling cars | |
Ordinary girls | |
Never seeing further | |
Than the cold, small streets | |
That trap them | |
But you were so different | |
You had to say no | |
When those empty fools | |
Tried to change you, and claim you | |
For the lair of their ordinary world | |
Where they feel so lucky | |
So lucky, so lucky | |
With their lives laid out before them | |
They are lucky | |
So lucky, so lucky | |
So lucky, so... |
zuo ci : MORRISSEY, STEVEN STREET, STEVEN | |
Ordinary boys, | |
Happy knowing nothing | |
Happy being noone but themselves | |
Ordinary girls, | |
Supermarket clothes | |
Who think it' s very clever to be cruel to you | |
For you were so different | |
You stood all alone | |
And you knew | |
That it had to be so | |
Avoiding ordinary boys | |
Happy going nowhere, just around here | |
In their rattling cars | |
Ordinary girls | |
Never seeing further | |
Than the cold, small streets | |
That trap them | |
But you were so different | |
You had to say no | |
When those empty fools | |
Tried to change you, and claim you | |
For the lair of their ordinary world | |
Where they feel so lucky | |
So lucky, so lucky | |
With their lives laid out before them | |
They are lucky | |
So lucky, so lucky | |
So lucky, so... |
zuò cí : MORRISSEY, STEVEN STREET, STEVEN | |
Ordinary boys, | |
Happy knowing nothing | |
Happy being noone but themselves | |
Ordinary girls, | |
Supermarket clothes | |
Who think it' s very clever to be cruel to you | |
For you were so different | |
You stood all alone | |
And you knew | |
That it had to be so | |
Avoiding ordinary boys | |
Happy going nowhere, just around here | |
In their rattling cars | |
Ordinary girls | |
Never seeing further | |
Than the cold, small streets | |
That trap them | |
But you were so different | |
You had to say no | |
When those empty fools | |
Tried to change you, and claim you | |
For the lair of their ordinary world | |
Where they feel so lucky | |
So lucky, so lucky | |
With their lives laid out before them | |
They are lucky | |
So lucky, so lucky | |
So lucky, so... |