Song | Little Atoms |
Artist | Elvis Costello & the Attractions |
Album | All This Useless Beauty |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Costello | |
I arose and Marigold lay down with Curious Iris | |
Cherry gave to Victor her prudence and her virus | |
For the sake of purity I can recall the time and place | |
Between wisdom and murder she gave up her | |
Immaculate face | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I'll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
Patience has her virtue still but every grace | |
Must have its price | |
I through some felicity may spin a tale | |
Of constant vice | |
I took my better nature out, drowned it | |
In the babbling stream | |
Took the blossom of my youth | |
And blew it all to smithereens | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I'll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
And if you still don't like my song | |
Then you can just go to hell | |
I don't care if I'm right or wrong or if | |
My typewriter can spell | |
But I cannot promise you I've said "goodbye" | |
To childish things | |
There's still some pretty insults left | |
And such sport in threatening | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I'll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
And for the sake of clarity | |
They are "faith", "hope", and "charity" | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss |
zuo qu : Costello | |
I arose and Marigold lay down with Curious Iris | |
Cherry gave to Victor her prudence and her virus | |
For the sake of purity I can recall the time and place | |
Between wisdom and murder she gave up her | |
Immaculate face | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I' ll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
Patience has her virtue still but every grace | |
Must have its price | |
I through some felicity may spin a tale | |
Of constant vice | |
I took my better nature out, drowned it | |
In the babbling stream | |
Took the blossom of my youth | |
And blew it all to smithereens | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I' ll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
And if you still don' t like my song | |
Then you can just go to hell | |
I don' t care if I' m right or wrong or if | |
My typewriter can spell | |
But I cannot promise you I' ve said " goodbye" | |
To childish things | |
There' s still some pretty insults left | |
And such sport in threatening | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I' ll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
And for the sake of clarity | |
They are " faith", " hope", and " charity" | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss |
zuò qǔ : Costello | |
I arose and Marigold lay down with Curious Iris | |
Cherry gave to Victor her prudence and her virus | |
For the sake of purity I can recall the time and place | |
Between wisdom and murder she gave up her | |
Immaculate face | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I' ll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
Patience has her virtue still but every grace | |
Must have its price | |
I through some felicity may spin a tale | |
Of constant vice | |
I took my better nature out, drowned it | |
In the babbling stream | |
Took the blossom of my youth | |
And blew it all to smithereens | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I' ll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
And if you still don' t like my song | |
Then you can just go to hell | |
I don' t care if I' m right or wrong or if | |
My typewriter can spell | |
But I cannot promise you I' ve said " goodbye" | |
To childish things | |
There' s still some pretty insults left | |
And such sport in threatening | |
My poor belated chastity fell foul | |
Of grown up games | |
With false and lovely modesty | |
I can recall the names I' ll miss | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss | |
And for the sake of clarity | |
They are " faith", " hope", and " charity" | |
In the particle of me that cares for this | |
I betrayed those little atoms with a kiss |