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The Next Day

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  • 作词 : David Bowie
    "Look into my eyes", he tells

    "I'm gonna say goodbye", he says, yeah
    "Do not cry", she begs of him goodbye, yeah
    All that day she thinks of his love, yeah
    They whip him through the streets and alleys there
    The gormless and the baying crowd right there
    They can't get enough of that doomsday song
    They can't get enough of it all
    Listen

    "Listen to the whores", he tells her
    He fashions paper sculptures of them
    Then drags them to the river's bank in the cart
    Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark
    And the priest stiff in hate now demanding fun begin
    Of his women dressed as men for the pleasure of that priest
    Here I am, not quite dying
    My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    Its branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    And the next day,
    And the next,
    And another day
    Ignoring the pain of their particular diseases
    They chase him through the alleys chase him down the steps
    They haul him through the mud and they chant for his death
    And drag him to the feet of the purple headed priest
    First they give you everything that you want
    Then they take back everything that you have
    They live upon their feet and they die upon their knees
    They can work with satan while they dress like the saints
    They know god exists for the devil told them so
    They scream my name aloud down into the well below
    Here I am, not quite dying
    My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    Its' branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    And the next day,
    And the next,
    And another day.
    Here I am, not quite dying
    My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    Its' branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    And the next day,
    And the next,
    And another day.
    Here I am, not quite dying
    My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    Its' branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    And the next day,
    And the next,
    And another day.

    Listen.

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : David Bowie
    [00:08.82]"Look into my eyes", he tells
    [00:09.01]
    [00:12.60]"I'm gonna say goodbye", he says, yeah
    [00:16.47]"Do not cry", she begs of him goodbye, yeah
    [00:20.42]All that day she thinks of his love, yeah
    [00:24.42]They whip him through the streets and alleys there
    [00:28.32]The gormless and the baying crowd right there
    [00:32.24]They can't get enough of that doomsday song
    [00:35.92]They can't get enough of it all
    [00:40.36]Listen
    [00:42.05]
    [00:48.07]"Listen to the whores", he tells her
    [00:51.86]He fashions paper sculptures of them
    [00:55.52]Then drags them to the river's bank in the cart
    [00:59.54]Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark
    [01:03.38]And the priest stiff in hate now demanding fun begin
    [01:07.41]Of his women dressed as men for the pleasure of that priest
    [01:11.60]Here I am, not quite dying
    [01:15.47]My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    [01:19.30]Its branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    [01:23.18]And the next day,
    [01:25.28]And the next,
    [01:26.35]And another day
    [01:35.23]Ignoring the pain of their particular diseases
    [01:39.10]They chase him through the alleys chase him down the steps
    [01:42.90]They haul him through the mud and they chant for his death
    [01:46.84]And drag him to the feet of the purple headed priest
    [01:50.95]First they give you everything that you want
    [01:54.76]Then they take back everything that you have
    [01:58.68]They live upon their feet and they die upon their knees
    [02:02.57]They can work with satan while they dress like the saints
    [02:06.53]They know god exists for the devil told them so
    [02:10.44]They scream my name aloud down into the well below
    [02:14.48]Here I am, not quite dying
    [02:18.51]My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    [02:22.33]Its' branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    [02:26.16]And the next day,
    [02:28.16]And the next,
    [02:29.21]And another day.
    [02:30.69]Here I am, not quite dying
    [02:34.16]My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    [02:37.79]Its' branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    [02:42.01]And the next day,
    [02:43.90]And the next,
    [02:44.80]And another day.
    [02:46.30]Here I am, not quite dying
    [02:49.85]My body left to rot in a hollow tree
    [02:53.54]Its' branches throwing shadows on the gallows for me
    [02:57.60]And the next day,
    [02:59.69]And the next,
    [03:00.50]And another day.
    [03:03.14]
    [03:09.97]Listen.
    [03:11.98]