作曲 : Mick Harvey/Nick Cave/Thomas Wydler [Verse 1] Take a little walk to the edge of town Now spread your wings and fly Don't the lights of the city look so damn pretty When you're flying so high? It's hard to know 'bout the down-below The streets, babe, are swimming deep in blood It seems To make a grown man cry You really wanna know what's wrong with this land? Just scratch your head with your red right hand
[Verse 2] You see, everyone's a liar, babe, and that's the truth I said everyone's a liar, baby, and I got the proof You got a new boy, you feel you're in with a chance You think you're in his arms but you're in his hands But still he seems so cute and true and groovy But get that boy up on the stand And watch him raise his red right hand
[Verse 3] Move your hips, babe, move your thighs Use your lips, babe, conceal his prize He's tracing a tiny finger down your spine He's leaving behind a thin red line Oh, don't get so sad when it all comes down so heavy A low wind moans across the land As he rakes at your chest with his red right hand
[Verse 4] I'm talking 'bout blood, babe It's in your veins Your mummy and daddy They've got the same You're under the mirror day after day You see a pretty face crumbling away As you become your mum and daddy Scream once, scream twice, now scream again Cover that face with your red right hand
作曲 : Mick Harvey/Nick Cave/Thomas Wydler [Verse 1] Take a little walk to the edge of town Now spread your wings and fly Don't the lights of the city look so damn pretty When you're flying so high? It's hard to know 'bout the down-below The streets, babe, are swimming deep in blood It seems To make a grown man cry You really wanna know what's wrong with this land? Just scratch your head with your red right hand
[Verse 2] You see, everyone's a liar, babe, and that's the truth I said everyone's a liar, baby, and I got the proof You got a new boy, you feel you're in with a chance You think you're in his arms but you're in his hands But still he seems so cute and true and groovy But get that boy up on the stand And watch him raise his red right hand
[Verse 3] Move your hips, babe, move your thighs Use your lips, babe, conceal his prize He's tracing a tiny finger down your spine He's leaving behind a thin red line Oh, don't get so sad when it all comes down so heavy A low wind moans across the land As he rakes at your chest with his red right hand
[Verse 4] I'm talking 'bout blood, babe It's in your veins Your mummy and daddy They've got the same You're under the mirror day after day You see a pretty face crumbling away As you become your mum and daddy Scream once, scream twice, now scream again Cover that face with your red right hand
