作曲 : Mike Mills/Peter Buck/Michael Stipe I'll take the position assume the missionary part you work by committee, you had me pegged from the start. I'll be pounce pony, phony maroney, pony before the cart. I'll be pounce pony. this ceremony only fills my heart. who cast the final stone? who threw the crushing blow? someone has to take the fall why not me? a punch toy volunteer a weakling on its knee. is all you want to hear and all you want to see. romantically, you'd martyr me and miss this story's point it is my strength, my destiny this is the role that I have chosen. who cast the final stone? who threw the crushing blow? someone has to take the fall why not me? gentlemen mark your opponents fire into your own ranks. pick the weakest as strategic move. square off. to meet your enemy. for each and every gathering a scapegoat falls to climb. as I step forward, silently. deliberately mine who cast the final stone? who threw the crushing blow? someone has to take the fall why not me? why not me. had consequence chose differently had fate its ugly head my actions make me beautiful and dignify the flesh me. I am free. free.
作曲 : Mike Mills/Peter Buck/Michael Stipe I'll take the position assume the missionary part you work by committee, you had me pegged from the start. I'll be pounce pony, phony maroney, pony before the cart. I'll be pounce pony. this ceremony only fills my heart. who cast the final stone? who threw the crushing blow? someone has to take the fall why not me? a punch toy volunteer a weakling on its knee. is all you want to hear and all you want to see. romantically, you'd martyr me and miss this story's point it is my strength, my destiny this is the role that I have chosen. who cast the final stone? who threw the crushing blow? someone has to take the fall why not me? gentlemen mark your opponents fire into your own ranks. pick the weakest as strategic move. square off. to meet your enemy. for each and every gathering a scapegoat falls to climb. as I step forward, silently. deliberately mine who cast the final stone? who threw the crushing blow? someone has to take the fall why not me? why not me. had consequence chose differently had fate its ugly head my actions make me beautiful and dignify the flesh me. I am free. free.
