Love on Ice Lyrics
| Song | Love on Ice |
| Artist | Momus |
| Album | Tender Pervert |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Momus | |
| We're all cuddles and smiles | |
| At the press photocall | |
| Though you hate to touch me | |
| And I couldn't love you at all | |
| Because I'm not an ordinary guy | |
| And you're not an ordinary girl | |
| But that's how we have to appear now we're | |
| The best in the world | |
| And The Sun is uncharacteristically wise | |
| When it captions the photograph | |
| 'Love on ice' | |
| Love on ice | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| We accept the bouquets but we'd just like to say | |
| Before these flowers wither like all accolades | |
| I'm only doing this for Christopher | |
| And you're only doing it for Jane | |
| In the Radio Times and on breakfast TV | |
| Our faces appear because young healthy faces | |
| Are what the world's dying to see | |
| In an advert promoting a diet | |
| We skate to a halt and say 'Try it!' | |
| But how could a straight have a figure or skate | |
| Without my anxiety? | |
| And the caption they use in the Radio Times | |
| And over their products is | |
| 'Love on ice' | |
| Love on ice | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| We accept the bouquets but we'd just like to say | |
| Before these flowers wither like all accolades | |
| We want to come out of the closet | |
| We'd give up the life of the stars | |
| If Christopher wasn't our manager | |
| And Jane didn't do our cocaine and our PR | |
| It began to go wrong | |
| But the press wouldn't leave us alone | |
| We lost to a couple of Soviets who skated like robots | |
| And when we came home | |
| The tabloids said I'd died of AIDS | |
| And you'd set up camp with the Greenham Brigades | |
| And the serious papers we offered our story said 'Sorry' | |
| And slammed down the phone | |
| But in City Limits they mentioned us twice | |
| In a feature and letter they titled respectively | |
| 'Love on ice' and 'Gay love on Ice' | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| But the ice is a mirror in which people see | |
| Their nation and their sexuality | |
| And now we've come out of the closet | |
| No-one remembers our names | |
| And Christopher isn't our manager | |
| And we need the PR more than Jane needs our cocaine |
| zuo ci : Momus | |
| We' re all cuddles and smiles | |
| At the press photocall | |
| Though you hate to touch me | |
| And I couldn' t love you at all | |
| Because I' m not an ordinary guy | |
| And you' re not an ordinary girl | |
| But that' s how we have to appear now we' re | |
| The best in the world | |
| And The Sun is uncharacteristically wise | |
| When it captions the photograph | |
| ' Love on ice' | |
| Love on ice | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| We accept the bouquets but we' d just like to say | |
| Before these flowers wither like all accolades | |
| I' m only doing this for Christopher | |
| And you' re only doing it for Jane | |
| In the Radio Times and on breakfast TV | |
| Our faces appear because young healthy faces | |
| Are what the world' s dying to see | |
| In an advert promoting a diet | |
| We skate to a halt and say ' Try it!' | |
| But how could a straight have a figure or skate | |
| Without my anxiety? | |
| And the caption they use in the Radio Times | |
| And over their products is | |
| ' Love on ice' | |
| Love on ice | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| We accept the bouquets but we' d just like to say | |
| Before these flowers wither like all accolades | |
| We want to come out of the closet | |
| We' d give up the life of the stars | |
| If Christopher wasn' t our manager | |
| And Jane didn' t do our cocaine and our PR | |
| It began to go wrong | |
| But the press wouldn' t leave us alone | |
| We lost to a couple of Soviets who skated like robots | |
| And when we came home | |
| The tabloids said I' d died of AIDS | |
| And you' d set up camp with the Greenham Brigades | |
| And the serious papers we offered our story said ' Sorry' | |
| And slammed down the phone | |
| But in City Limits they mentioned us twice | |
| In a feature and letter they titled respectively | |
| ' Love on ice' and ' Gay love on Ice' | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| But the ice is a mirror in which people see | |
| Their nation and their sexuality | |
| And now we' ve come out of the closet | |
| Noone remembers our names | |
| And Christopher isn' t our manager | |
| And we need the PR more than Jane needs our cocaine |
| zuò cí : Momus | |
| We' re all cuddles and smiles | |
| At the press photocall | |
| Though you hate to touch me | |
| And I couldn' t love you at all | |
| Because I' m not an ordinary guy | |
| And you' re not an ordinary girl | |
| But that' s how we have to appear now we' re | |
| The best in the world | |
| And The Sun is uncharacteristically wise | |
| When it captions the photograph | |
| ' Love on ice' | |
| Love on ice | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| We accept the bouquets but we' d just like to say | |
| Before these flowers wither like all accolades | |
| I' m only doing this for Christopher | |
| And you' re only doing it for Jane | |
| In the Radio Times and on breakfast TV | |
| Our faces appear because young healthy faces | |
| Are what the world' s dying to see | |
| In an advert promoting a diet | |
| We skate to a halt and say ' Try it!' | |
| But how could a straight have a figure or skate | |
| Without my anxiety? | |
| And the caption they use in the Radio Times | |
| And over their products is | |
| ' Love on ice' | |
| Love on ice | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| We accept the bouquets but we' d just like to say | |
| Before these flowers wither like all accolades | |
| We want to come out of the closet | |
| We' d give up the life of the stars | |
| If Christopher wasn' t our manager | |
| And Jane didn' t do our cocaine and our PR | |
| It began to go wrong | |
| But the press wouldn' t leave us alone | |
| We lost to a couple of Soviets who skated like robots | |
| And when we came home | |
| The tabloids said I' d died of AIDS | |
| And you' d set up camp with the Greenham Brigades | |
| And the serious papers we offered our story said ' Sorry' | |
| And slammed down the phone | |
| But in City Limits they mentioned us twice | |
| In a feature and letter they titled respectively | |
| ' Love on ice' and ' Gay love on Ice' | |
| One perfect couple on four perfect blades | |
| We execute two perfect figures of eight | |
| But the ice is a mirror in which people see | |
| Their nation and their sexuality | |
| And now we' ve come out of the closet | |
| Noone remembers our names | |
| And Christopher isn' t our manager | |
| And we need the PR more than Jane needs our cocaine |
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