Song | Little Red Riding Hood Hit the Road |
Artist | Robert Wyatt |
Album | Theatre Royal Drury Lane [live] |
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作词 : Wyatt | |
Orlandon't tell me, oh no. | |
Don't say, oh God don't tell me. | |
Oh dear me, heavens above. | |
Oh no, no I can't stand it. | |
Stop please, oh deary me. | |
What in heaven's name? | |
Oh blimey. Mercy me. Woe are we. | |
Oh dear. Oh stop it, stop it. | |
(repeat previous lines backwards) | |
You've been so kind, | |
I know, I know. | |
So why did I hurt you? | |
I didn't mean to hurt you. | |
But I'll keep trying, | |
and I'm sure you will too. | |
I want it. I want it. I want it. Give it to me. | |
I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea. | |
I lie in the road, try to trip up the passing cars. | |
Yes, me and the hedgehog, we bursting the tyres all day | |
as we roll down the highway towards the setting sun. |
zuo ci : Wyatt | |
Orlandon' t tell me, oh no. | |
Don' t say, oh God don' t tell me. | |
Oh dear me, heavens above. | |
Oh no, no I can' t stand it. | |
Stop please, oh deary me. | |
What in heaven' s name? | |
Oh blimey. Mercy me. Woe are we. | |
Oh dear. Oh stop it, stop it. | |
repeat previous lines backwards | |
You' ve been so kind, | |
I know, I know. | |
So why did I hurt you? | |
I didn' t mean to hurt you. | |
But I' ll keep trying, | |
and I' m sure you will too. | |
I want it. I want it. I want it. Give it to me. | |
I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea. | |
I lie in the road, try to trip up the passing cars. | |
Yes, me and the hedgehog, we bursting the tyres all day | |
as we roll down the highway towards the setting sun. |
zuò cí : Wyatt | |
Orlandon' t tell me, oh no. | |
Don' t say, oh God don' t tell me. | |
Oh dear me, heavens above. | |
Oh no, no I can' t stand it. | |
Stop please, oh deary me. | |
What in heaven' s name? | |
Oh blimey. Mercy me. Woe are we. | |
Oh dear. Oh stop it, stop it. | |
repeat previous lines backwards | |
You' ve been so kind, | |
I know, I know. | |
So why did I hurt you? | |
I didn' t mean to hurt you. | |
But I' ll keep trying, | |
and I' m sure you will too. | |
I want it. I want it. I want it. Give it to me. | |
I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea. | |
I lie in the road, try to trip up the passing cars. | |
Yes, me and the hedgehog, we bursting the tyres all day | |
as we roll down the highway towards the setting sun. |