Song | Miss Ghost |
Artist | Don Henley |
Album | Inside Job |
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[ti:Miss Ghost] | |
[ar:Don Henley] | |
[al:Inside Job] | |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Henley, Lynch, Winding |
[00:17.26][00:18.26] | |
[00:23.18] | On a misbegotten, moonless night |
[00:27.83] | I stumbled in my door |
[00:32.13] | Disgusted with my circumstance |
[00:36.64] | Soaked to every pore |
[00:40.93] | When floating from my bedroom |
[00:45.04] | Came a moaning and a sigh |
[00:50.73] | “Oh, I've had one too many |
[00:55.38] | It's just the wind,” says I |
[01:09.31] | I lit up a cigarette |
[01:13.81] | And I poured a good, stiff drink |
[01:17.84] | You see, I needed to compose myself |
[01:22.73] | I needed time to think |
[01:26.64] | No sooner had I settled down |
[01:31.09] | The moaning came again |
[01:35.86] | Drifting through the silence |
[01:39.97] | Like some otherworldly violin |
[01:45.36] | I bounded up the staircase |
[01:49.41] | I went slippin' and slidin' down the hall |
[01:54.40] | You know, I've been around the whole, wide world |
[01:59.15] | But I was not prepared at all |
[02:03.78] | Uninvited visitor, unsuspecting host |
[02:12.94] | “Well, I see you've made yourself at home. |
[02:16.35] | Good evening, Miss Ghost.” |
[02:30.85] | You're more beautiful than ever |
[02:36.03] | I feel just like a kid |
[02:40.72] | And I commence to trembling |
[02:45.03] | When I think of all the things we did |
[02:49.51] | Skin as pale as marble; lips as red as blood |
[02:58.55] | Imagine my surprise, my dear |
[03:03.19] | I thought that you were gone for good |
[03:07.93] | You look so lovely lying there |
[03:11.76] | All stretched out on your back |
[03:16.41] | But I'm the one who's strung up here |
[03:21.25] | On old temptation's rusty rack |
[03:25.90] | And in the wee small hours |
[03:29.81] | Is when I miss you the most |
[03:34.31] | And I confess it, I have missed you |
[03:38.59] | Miss Ghost |
[03:48.12] | I threw open the window |
[03:51.42] | And I howled at the rain |
[03:57.65] | And I cursed the weakness of the flesh |
[04:02.70] | This breath and bone—and this brute, reptilian brain |
[04:29.58] | What dirty tricks the mind can play |
[04:34.02] | In the lonely dead of night |
[04:38.56] | When you bump into the shadow |
[04:42.89] | Of a faded love that wasn't right |
[04:47.39] | Way down beneath the surface |
[04:51.44] | Far beyond the light of day |
[04:56.19] | So many things lie buried deep |
[05:01.89] | And baby, they should stay that way |
[05:06.68] | Oh, my wicked, little habit |
[05:10.52] | We've really made a mess |
[05:15.56] | Everything's been trivialized |
[05:19.45] | In our vain pursuit of happiness |
[05:24.54] | And even though you've come for me |
[05:29.00] | I won't go back with you |
[05:33.71] | To some temporary heaven |
[05:37.69] | Down some empty, dead-end avenue |
[05:42.74] | But it's been so good to have you here |
[05:47.32] | And I propose a toast |
[05:50.37] | “Here's to seeing through you— |
[05:57.46] | Miss Ghost.” |
ti: Miss Ghost | |
ar: Don Henley | |
al: Inside Job | |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Henley, Lynch, Winding |
[00:17.26][00:18.26] | |
[00:23.18] | On a misbegotten, moonless night |
[00:27.83] | I stumbled in my door |
[00:32.13] | Disgusted with my circumstance |
[00:36.64] | Soaked to every pore |
[00:40.93] | When floating from my bedroom |
[00:45.04] | Came a moaning and a sigh |
[00:50.73] | " Oh, I' ve had one too many |
[00:55.38] | It' s just the wind," says I |
[01:09.31] | I lit up a cigarette |
[01:13.81] | And I poured a good, stiff drink |
[01:17.84] | You see, I needed to compose myself |
[01:22.73] | I needed time to think |
[01:26.64] | No sooner had I settled down |
[01:31.09] | The moaning came again |
[01:35.86] | Drifting through the silence |
[01:39.97] | Like some otherworldly violin |
[01:45.36] | I bounded up the staircase |
[01:49.41] | I went slippin' and slidin' down the hall |
[01:54.40] | You know, I' ve been around the whole, wide world |
[01:59.15] | But I was not prepared at all |
[02:03.78] | Uninvited visitor, unsuspecting host |
[02:12.94] | " Well, I see you' ve made yourself at home. |
[02:16.35] | Good evening, Miss Ghost." |
[02:30.85] | You' re more beautiful than ever |
[02:36.03] | I feel just like a kid |
[02:40.72] | And I commence to trembling |
[02:45.03] | When I think of all the things we did |
[02:49.51] | Skin as pale as marble lips as red as blood |
[02:58.55] | Imagine my surprise, my dear |
[03:03.19] | I thought that you were gone for good |
[03:07.93] | You look so lovely lying there |
[03:11.76] | All stretched out on your back |
[03:16.41] | But I' m the one who' s strung up here |
[03:21.25] | On old temptation' s rusty rack |
[03:25.90] | And in the wee small hours |
[03:29.81] | Is when I miss you the most |
[03:34.31] | And I confess it, I have missed you |
[03:38.59] | Miss Ghost |
[03:48.12] | I threw open the window |
[03:51.42] | And I howled at the rain |
[03:57.65] | And I cursed the weakness of the flesh |
[04:02.70] | This breath and bone and this brute, reptilian brain |
[04:29.58] | What dirty tricks the mind can play |
[04:34.02] | In the lonely dead of night |
[04:38.56] | When you bump into the shadow |
[04:42.89] | Of a faded love that wasn' t right |
[04:47.39] | Way down beneath the surface |
[04:51.44] | Far beyond the light of day |
[04:56.19] | So many things lie buried deep |
[05:01.89] | And baby, they should stay that way |
[05:06.68] | Oh, my wicked, little habit |
[05:10.52] | We' ve really made a mess |
[05:15.56] | Everything' s been trivialized |
[05:19.45] | In our vain pursuit of happiness |
[05:24.54] | And even though you' ve come for me |
[05:29.00] | I won' t go back with you |
[05:33.71] | To some temporary heaven |
[05:37.69] | Down some empty, deadend avenue |
[05:42.74] | But it' s been so good to have you here |
[05:47.32] | And I propose a toast |
[05:50.37] | " Here' s to seeing through you |
[05:57.46] | Miss Ghost." |
ti: Miss Ghost | |
ar: Don Henley | |
al: Inside Job | |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Henley, Lynch, Winding |
[00:17.26][00:18.26] | |
[00:23.18] | On a misbegotten, moonless night |
[00:27.83] | I stumbled in my door |
[00:32.13] | Disgusted with my circumstance |
[00:36.64] | Soaked to every pore |
[00:40.93] | When floating from my bedroom |
[00:45.04] | Came a moaning and a sigh |
[00:50.73] | " Oh, I' ve had one too many |
[00:55.38] | It' s just the wind," says I |
[01:09.31] | I lit up a cigarette |
[01:13.81] | And I poured a good, stiff drink |
[01:17.84] | You see, I needed to compose myself |
[01:22.73] | I needed time to think |
[01:26.64] | No sooner had I settled down |
[01:31.09] | The moaning came again |
[01:35.86] | Drifting through the silence |
[01:39.97] | Like some otherworldly violin |
[01:45.36] | I bounded up the staircase |
[01:49.41] | I went slippin' and slidin' down the hall |
[01:54.40] | You know, I' ve been around the whole, wide world |
[01:59.15] | But I was not prepared at all |
[02:03.78] | Uninvited visitor, unsuspecting host |
[02:12.94] | " Well, I see you' ve made yourself at home. |
[02:16.35] | Good evening, Miss Ghost." |
[02:30.85] | You' re more beautiful than ever |
[02:36.03] | I feel just like a kid |
[02:40.72] | And I commence to trembling |
[02:45.03] | When I think of all the things we did |
[02:49.51] | Skin as pale as marble lips as red as blood |
[02:58.55] | Imagine my surprise, my dear |
[03:03.19] | I thought that you were gone for good |
[03:07.93] | You look so lovely lying there |
[03:11.76] | All stretched out on your back |
[03:16.41] | But I' m the one who' s strung up here |
[03:21.25] | On old temptation' s rusty rack |
[03:25.90] | And in the wee small hours |
[03:29.81] | Is when I miss you the most |
[03:34.31] | And I confess it, I have missed you |
[03:38.59] | Miss Ghost |
[03:48.12] | I threw open the window |
[03:51.42] | And I howled at the rain |
[03:57.65] | And I cursed the weakness of the flesh |
[04:02.70] | This breath and bone and this brute, reptilian brain |
[04:29.58] | What dirty tricks the mind can play |
[04:34.02] | In the lonely dead of night |
[04:38.56] | When you bump into the shadow |
[04:42.89] | Of a faded love that wasn' t right |
[04:47.39] | Way down beneath the surface |
[04:51.44] | Far beyond the light of day |
[04:56.19] | So many things lie buried deep |
[05:01.89] | And baby, they should stay that way |
[05:06.68] | Oh, my wicked, little habit |
[05:10.52] | We' ve really made a mess |
[05:15.56] | Everything' s been trivialized |
[05:19.45] | In our vain pursuit of happiness |
[05:24.54] | And even though you' ve come for me |
[05:29.00] | I won' t go back with you |
[05:33.71] | To some temporary heaven |
[05:37.69] | Down some empty, deadend avenue |
[05:42.74] | But it' s been so good to have you here |
[05:47.32] | And I propose a toast |
[05:50.37] | " Here' s to seeing through you |
[05:57.46] | Miss Ghost." |