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作词 : William Patrick Corgan |
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作曲 : William Patrick Corgan |
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Clementine, the sights you solve |
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It's profligates return this saw |
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A native to the dance halls of the Gaul |
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Where dancing absolves us all |
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'Cause they used to know my old Ma |
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Monkeyshines, their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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Monkeyshines their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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It's a trail of tears from here knows when |
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She dripped with birch and unmade scent |
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Shod lean with ghost's of her lovers weak amends |
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So slays the mandarin in the house of a sun |
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Monkeyshines their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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Monkeyshines, their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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As Cyanotypes, the trollops fight |
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To hold their scimitar above our heads |
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Oh, down where they rest with my old Ma |
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'Cause they used to know where we belong |
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Dardanelle, skip Misselette |
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When this faun's in love it's nonetheless |
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So peel back an orange |
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If you want to taste what's next |
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Since laudanum feathers our nest |
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With a salt mass hop and lament |
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Monkeyshines, their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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Monkeyshines, their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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Monkeyshines, their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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Monkeyshines, their bones will grind |
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In violent times with violet eyes that pale |
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Oh, down where they rest with my old Ma |
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'Cause they used to know where we belong |
