作曲 : Cooper I want pleasure in your sight And I want to subscribe to your delight So hold on and see what I do for you Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my, my beautiful robe? My head was bleeding so red But of all the thorns in my crown, the roses blend instead With my beautiful robe carries on, I'll carry on I cut down a tree, said, "Man, would you look at meI stuck my head in a thorn bush, man, I was deceived" Oh my brother, your hands are full of sores But God bless you brother, my nails are longer than yours I was crucified with Christ but how come I'm not dead? God gave me a cross but I made my own instead My beautiful cross carries on, I'll carry on I cut down a tree, I nailed myself to the wood Yeah, yeah, yeah, I screamed in agony' Cause the glory wasn't so good Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I fell to my knees and I remember The words of god pierced so hard, "Your righteousness is like filthy ragsAnd I fell to my knees and said, " God, my filthy robe My filthy robe, my filthy robe, my filthy robe"I cut down a tree and I nailed myself to the woodYeah, yeah, yeah, I screamed in agony'Cause the glory wasn't so goodYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah
作曲 : Cooper I want pleasure in your sight And I want to subscribe to your delight So hold on and see what I do for you Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my, my beautiful robe? My head was bleeding so red But of all the thorns in my crown, the roses blend instead With my beautiful robe carries on, I'll carry on I cut down a tree, said, "Man, would you look at meI stuck my head in a thorn bush, man, I was deceived" Oh my brother, your hands are full of sores But God bless you brother, my nails are longer than yours I was crucified with Christ but how come I'm not dead? God gave me a cross but I made my own instead My beautiful cross carries on, I'll carry on I cut down a tree, I nailed myself to the wood Yeah, yeah, yeah, I screamed in agony' Cause the glory wasn't so good Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I fell to my knees and I remember The words of god pierced so hard, "Your righteousness is like filthy ragsAnd I fell to my knees and said, " God, my filthy robe My filthy robe, my filthy robe, my filthy robe"I cut down a tree and I nailed myself to the woodYeah, yeah, yeah, I screamed in agony'Cause the glory wasn't so goodYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah
