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In The Cage

Genesis 1970-1975专辑

  • I got sunshine in my stomach
    Like I just rocked my baby to sleep
    I got sunshine in my stomach
    But I can't keep me from creeping sleep
    Sleep, deep in the deep
    Rockface moves to press my skin
    White liquids turn sour within
    Turn fast-turn sour
    Turn sweat-turn sour
    Must tell myself that I'm not here
    I'm drowning in a lake of fear
    Bottled in a strong compression
    My distortion shows obsession
    In the cave
    Get me out of this cave!
    If I keep self-control
    I'll be safe in my soul
    And the childhood belief
    Brings a moments relief
    But my cynic soon returns
    And the lifeboat burns
    My spirit just never learns
    Stalactities, Stalagmites
    Shut me in, lock me tight
    Lips are dry, food is dry
    Feel like burning, stomach churning
    I'm dressed up in a white costume
    Padding out left-over room
    Body stretching, feel the wretching
    In the cage
    Get me out of this cage!
    In the glare of a light
    I see a strange kind of sight
    Of cages joined to form a star
    Each person can't go very far
    All tied to their things
    They are netted by their strings
    Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings
    Outside the cage I see my brother John
    He turns his head so slowly round
    I cry out "Help!" before he can be gone
    And he looks at me without a sound
    And I shout out "John, please help me!"
    But he does not even want to try to speak
    I'm helpless in my violent rage
    And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek
    And I watch him turn again and leave the cage
    My little runaway
    In a trap, feel a strap
    Holding still, Pinned for kill
    Chances narrow that I'll make it
    In the cushioned straightjacket
    Just like 22nd street
    And they got me by their neck and feet
    Pressure's building, can't take more
    My headache's charge, my earache's roar
    in this pain
    Get me out of this pain!
    If I could turn to liquid
    I could fill the cracks up in the rock
    But I know that I am solid
    And I am my own bad luck
    Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves
    And without any reason my body revolves
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Turning around
    Just spinning around
    Down, down, down ...
  • I got sunshine in my stomach
    Like I just rocked my baby to sleep
    I got sunshine in my stomach
    But I can't keep me from creeping sleep
    Sleep, deep in the deep
    Rockface moves to press my skin
    White liquids turn sour within
    Turn fast-turn sour
    Turn sweat-turn sour
    Must tell myself that I'm not here
    I'm drowning in a lake of fear
    Bottled in a strong compression
    My distortion shows obsession
    In the cave
    Get me out of this cave!
    If I keep self-control
    I'll be safe in my soul
    And the childhood belief
    Brings a moments relief
    But my cynic soon returns
    And the lifeboat burns
    My spirit just never learns
    Stalactities, Stalagmites
    Shut me in, lock me tight
    Lips are dry, food is dry
    Feel like burning, stomach churning
    I'm dressed up in a white costume
    Padding out left-over room
    Body stretching, feel the wretching
    In the cage
    Get me out of this cage!
    In the glare of a light
    I see a strange kind of sight
    Of cages joined to form a star
    Each person can't go very far
    All tied to their things
    They are netted by their strings
    Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings
    Outside the cage I see my brother John
    He turns his head so slowly round
    I cry out "Help!" before he can be gone
    And he looks at me without a sound
    And I shout out "John, please help me!"
    But he does not even want to try to speak
    I'm helpless in my violent rage
    And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek
    And I watch him turn again and leave the cage
    My little runaway
    In a trap, feel a strap
    Holding still, Pinned for kill
    Chances narrow that I'll make it
    In the cushioned straightjacket
    Just like 22nd street
    And they got me by their neck and feet
    Pressure's building, can't take more
    My headache's charge, my earache's roar
    in this pain
    Get me out of this pain!
    If I could turn to liquid
    I could fill the cracks up in the rock
    But I know that I am solid
    And I am my own bad luck
    Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves
    And without any reason my body revolves
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Turning around
    Just spinning around
    Down, down, down ...