Song | Maf |
Artist | Momus |
Album | Stars Forever |
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作词 : Momus | |
Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
Down the Grave Maurice | |
Maf, a star of Music Hall | |
Gunned down mid-song | |
By unknown assailants | |
So I confess I couldn't bear being less famous | |
Oh what misfortunes in this day and age | |
Befall the Whitechapel music hall stage! | |
A variety PacMan, I swallowed his fame | |
There and then, when I gunned poor Matthew down | |
(Murder most 'orrible) | |
Maf had it all, the love of the public | |
The wit of Lennie Bruce, Bill Hicks, and Peter Cook | |
Beautiful women, a daughter called Ushka | |
A career in music hall, Bathshebas and babushkas | |
Oh what misfortunes occur in this age | |
You can never be sure you'll leave the stage | |
As you came on it | |
A fat Space Invader, I flattened his fame | |
That day I gunned poor Matthew down | |
(I 'ope you're ashamed of yourself) | |
Singer, philanderer, drinker and coprophile | |
Born in Batley, Leeds, adorned in orange rosary beads | |
'I am nobody' engraved on the bracelet | |
He wore around his wrist in ****ensian copperplate | |
I made my confession to Did**ury police | |
I'd hoped to kill Morrissey, but neither of us could get arrested | |
Oh what misfortunes, what sufferings and pain | |
I have brought upon the halls of old Brick Lane! | |
(Or could he be sane?) | |
(To my eternal shame) | |
Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
Down the Grave Maurice | |
Momus, star of Music Hall | |
Gunned down mid-song -- |
zuo ci : Momus | |
Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
Down the Grave Maurice | |
Maf, a star of Music Hall | |
Gunned down midsong | |
By unknown assailants | |
So I confess I couldn' t bear being less famous | |
Oh what misfortunes in this day and age | |
Befall the Whitechapel music hall stage! | |
A variety PacMan, I swallowed his fame | |
There and then, when I gunned poor Matthew down | |
Murder most ' orrible | |
Maf had it all, the love of the public | |
The wit of Lennie Bruce, Bill Hicks, and Peter Cook | |
Beautiful women, a daughter called Ushka | |
A career in music hall, Bathshebas and babushkas | |
Oh what misfortunes occur in this age | |
You can never be sure you' ll leave the stage | |
As you came on it | |
A fat Space Invader, I flattened his fame | |
That day I gunned poor Matthew down | |
I ' ope you' re ashamed of yourself | |
Singer, philanderer, drinker and coprophile | |
Born in Batley, Leeds, adorned in orange rosary beads | |
' I am nobody' engraved on the bracelet | |
He wore around his wrist in ensian copperplate | |
I made my confession to Did ury police | |
I' d hoped to kill Morrissey, but neither of us could get arrested | |
Oh what misfortunes, what sufferings and pain | |
I have brought upon the halls of old Brick Lane! | |
Or could he be sane? | |
To my eternal shame | |
Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
Down the Grave Maurice | |
Momus, star of Music Hall | |
Gunned down midsong |
zuò cí : Momus | |
Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
Down the Grave Maurice | |
Maf, a star of Music Hall | |
Gunned down midsong | |
By unknown assailants | |
So I confess I couldn' t bear being less famous | |
Oh what misfortunes in this day and age | |
Befall the Whitechapel music hall stage! | |
A variety PacMan, I swallowed his fame | |
There and then, when I gunned poor Matthew down | |
Murder most ' orrible | |
Maf had it all, the love of the public | |
The wit of Lennie Bruce, Bill Hicks, and Peter Cook | |
Beautiful women, a daughter called Ushka | |
A career in music hall, Bathshebas and babushkas | |
Oh what misfortunes occur in this age | |
You can never be sure you' ll leave the stage | |
As you came on it | |
A fat Space Invader, I flattened his fame | |
That day I gunned poor Matthew down | |
I ' ope you' re ashamed of yourself | |
Singer, philanderer, drinker and coprophile | |
Born in Batley, Leeds, adorned in orange rosary beads | |
' I am nobody' engraved on the bracelet | |
He wore around his wrist in ensian copperplate | |
I made my confession to Did ury police | |
I' d hoped to kill Morrissey, but neither of us could get arrested | |
Oh what misfortunes, what sufferings and pain | |
I have brought upon the halls of old Brick Lane! | |
Or could he be sane? | |
To my eternal shame | |
Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
Down the Grave Maurice | |
Momus, star of Music Hall | |
Gunned down midsong |