Stations Of The Cross-Elvis Costello

[00:00.000] 作词 : Costello [00:01.000] 作曲 : Costello [00:24.10]The tempest blows up from a squall [00:27.01] [00:28.03]Past the cape of bad conscience [00:30.20] [00:30.70]Into the gulf of the cauldron [00:33.58]Roars over the coastline to batter and flatten [00:38.40] [00:39.33]Exposing the roots like the dyed hair of slattern [00:44.39] [00:46.92]Scrapper and mauler in a rope ring this small [00:50.51] [00:52.56]Outside the wind is punching [00:55.74] [00:56.86]There's no one to hear it [00:58.94] [00:59.63]No one hears the bell ring [01:01.76] [01:02.34]Except the one who comes to fear it [01:04.65] [01:05.17]And they continue to brawl [01:07.01] [01:09.63]He's buying his way into heaven I suppose [01:13.65] [01:15.11]He weeps at the blows [01:19.91] [01:20.86]But down in a location that we cannot disclose [01:25.29] [01:26.51]He turns the dial slowly [01:29.61] [01:32.13]Through the stations to the cross [01:34.88] [01:38.29]Crowd done up dandy [01:39.67] [01:40.85]In diamonds and finery [01:42.52] [01:43.96]Baying and howling [01:45.36] [01:46.50]All blood lusty calling [01:48.25] [01:49.69]Fists like pistons [01:51.19] [01:52.50]Faces like meat spoiling [01:53.95] [01:55.35]Haul boys haul bully boys haul [01:59.65] [02:05.41]Later that evening [02:07.73]Molly and her gunman [02:09.27] [02:10.81]Go down the stairs to a dive like a dungeon [02:13.82] [02:15.34]Meanwhile in the backroom there's a girl like a sponge [02:19.64] [02:20.85]Saying bring him in long as a constable's truncheon [02:25.94] [02:28.35]The gunman wants Molly to kingdom come [02:31.59] [02:33.68]Then blows them all to the hereafter [02:36.54] [02:37.96]Who's scuttling away now and hidden from our view [02:43.65] [02:44.57]Who tightened the tourniquet turning her blue [02:48.12] [02:50.75]They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose [02:55.16] [02:56.51]Before the gates are closed [03:00.90] [03:02.55]But down in a location that we cannot disclose [03:06.55] [03:08.08]They'll turn the dial slowly [03:11.05] [03:13.62]Through the stations to the cross [03:16.43] [03:19.52]The gale of hale laughter [03:21.19] [03:22.52]Scales up the ivory [03:24.11] [03:25.33]The black keys of her fine whine descend into the minor [03:29.95] [03:31.11]Die away breathless [03:32.62] [03:33.56]Diminishing behind her [03:35.35] [03:36.81]Haul boys haul bully boys haul [03:41.16] [03:46.82]The water came up to the eaves [03:49.96] [03:51.52]You'd think someone had opened a valve [03:55.36] [03:56.56]It's too soon to stay now and too late to leave [04:01.22] [04:02.31]So spare your remorse all the way up to Calvary [04:07.20] [04:09.43]They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose [04:13.56] [04:15.12]Before the gates are closed [04:19.77] [04:21.04]But down in a location that we cannot disclose [04:25.14] [04:26.78]Turning the dial slowly [04:29.80] [04:32.17]Through the stations to the cross [04:34.97] [04:37.88]Through the stations to the cross [04:40.83] [04:43.66]Through the stations to the cross [04:46.63]