LRC歌词
[ti:The Father, the Son and the Harlot's Ghost]
[ar:Matt Duke]
[al:Acoustic Kingdom Underground]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]The Father, the Son and the Harlot's Ghost - Matt Duke
[00:11.18]So under this tree
[00:13.99]Far away from church and state is just you and me
[00:19.20]There's no need to watch our backs
[00:21.75]We'll just simply be
[00:24.54]Kiss me honey sweetly with our eyes closed
[00:32.73]Words like a knife
[00:35.69]Cut my father's throat and he is seething in spite
[00:40.86]Threaten my poor mother so she kneels every night
[00:45.85]To a prized God divided in the fight
[00:54.65]O' sweet thing
[00:58.76]Bombs away
[01:01.80]I'll say
[01:05.08]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[01:10.61]And for you I bleed
[01:15.86]So string up my girl
[01:18.55]Deviant and faithless and a bane to your world
[01:23.77]Malintent with ignorance it's all so absurd
[01:29.11]Worthless and you're worth it all the same the same
[01:36.87]Starve in my cell
[01:39.79]Man is bound in shackles between heaven and hell
[01:45.29]Whether it's worth dying for is too soon to tell
[01:50.52]Bloody mouthed and screaming out her name her name
[01:58.84]O' sweet thing
[02:02.88]Bombs away
[02:05.57]And I'll say
[02:08.97]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[02:14.19]But for you I'll bleed
[02:16.88]But every drop would touch and waste in
[02:20.27]O' sweet thing
[02:23.69]Bombs away
[02:27.20]And I'll say
[02:30.31]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[02:35.26]And for you I bleed
[02:40.55]There was nothing left
[02:42.25]When you bred contempt in a sh*t town
[02:45.52]Turning your rats into killers
[02:49.63]Killers
[02:51.51]Oh holy father I bit my tongue
[02:54.19]But your good word's turning
[02:55.68]Your saints into sinners
[02:58.80]So far gone oh
[03:02.65]Under this tree
[03:05.14]We grew roots and branches kept a hold of our leaves
[03:10.32]They will turn through seasons
[03:12.48]And they'll fall to the feet
[03:15.19]Of the children that came after us
[03:18.03]And the spring
[03:20.51]And the spring
[03:22.11]And the spring
[03:23.14]Oh no oh sweet them
[03:27.82]Bombs away
[03:30.93]And I'll say
[03:34.24]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[03:39.48]And for you I bleed
[03:42.06]Oh every drop was such a waste and
[03:45.42]O' sweet thing
[03:49.06]Bombs away
[03:52.31]And I'll say
[03:55.70]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[04:01.06]And for you I bleed
[04:06.77]So under this tree
[04:09.51]Far away from church and state is just you and me
[04:14.67]There's no need to watch our backs
[04:17.51]We'll just simply be
[04:20.62]Kiss me honey sweetly with our eyes closed
[ar:Matt Duke]
[al:Acoustic Kingdom Underground]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]The Father, the Son and the Harlot's Ghost - Matt Duke
[00:11.18]So under this tree
[00:13.99]Far away from church and state is just you and me
[00:19.20]There's no need to watch our backs
[00:21.75]We'll just simply be
[00:24.54]Kiss me honey sweetly with our eyes closed
[00:32.73]Words like a knife
[00:35.69]Cut my father's throat and he is seething in spite
[00:40.86]Threaten my poor mother so she kneels every night
[00:45.85]To a prized God divided in the fight
[00:54.65]O' sweet thing
[00:58.76]Bombs away
[01:01.80]I'll say
[01:05.08]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[01:10.61]And for you I bleed
[01:15.86]So string up my girl
[01:18.55]Deviant and faithless and a bane to your world
[01:23.77]Malintent with ignorance it's all so absurd
[01:29.11]Worthless and you're worth it all the same the same
[01:36.87]Starve in my cell
[01:39.79]Man is bound in shackles between heaven and hell
[01:45.29]Whether it's worth dying for is too soon to tell
[01:50.52]Bloody mouthed and screaming out her name her name
[01:58.84]O' sweet thing
[02:02.88]Bombs away
[02:05.57]And I'll say
[02:08.97]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[02:14.19]But for you I'll bleed
[02:16.88]But every drop would touch and waste in
[02:20.27]O' sweet thing
[02:23.69]Bombs away
[02:27.20]And I'll say
[02:30.31]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[02:35.26]And for you I bleed
[02:40.55]There was nothing left
[02:42.25]When you bred contempt in a sh*t town
[02:45.52]Turning your rats into killers
[02:49.63]Killers
[02:51.51]Oh holy father I bit my tongue
[02:54.19]But your good word's turning
[02:55.68]Your saints into sinners
[02:58.80]So far gone oh
[03:02.65]Under this tree
[03:05.14]We grew roots and branches kept a hold of our leaves
[03:10.32]They will turn through seasons
[03:12.48]And they'll fall to the feet
[03:15.19]Of the children that came after us
[03:18.03]And the spring
[03:20.51]And the spring
[03:22.11]And the spring
[03:23.14]Oh no oh sweet them
[03:27.82]Bombs away
[03:30.93]And I'll say
[03:34.24]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[03:39.48]And for you I bleed
[03:42.06]Oh every drop was such a waste and
[03:45.42]O' sweet thing
[03:49.06]Bombs away
[03:52.31]And I'll say
[03:55.70]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[04:01.06]And for you I bleed
[04:06.77]So under this tree
[04:09.51]Far away from church and state is just you and me
[04:14.67]There's no need to watch our backs
[04:17.51]We'll just simply be
[04:20.62]Kiss me honey sweetly with our eyes closed
文本歌词
The Father, the Son and the Harlot's Ghost - Matt Duke
So under this tree
Far away from church and state is just you and me
There's no need to watch our backs
We'll just simply be
Kiss me honey sweetly with our eyes closed
Words like a knife
Cut my father's throat and he is seething in spite
Threaten my poor mother so she kneels every night
To a prized God divided in the fight
O' sweet thing
Bombs away
I'll say
To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
And for you I bleed
So string up my girl
Deviant and faithless and a bane to your world
Malintent with ignorance it's all so absurd
Worthless and you're worth it all the same the same
Starve in my cell
Man is bound in shackles between heaven and hell
Whether it's worth dying for is too soon to tell
Bloody mouthed and screaming out her name her name
O' sweet thing
Bombs away
And I'll say
To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
But for you I'll bleed
But every drop would touch and waste in
O' sweet thing
Bombs away
And I'll say
To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
And for you I bleed
There was nothing left
When you bred contempt in a sh*t town
Turning your rats into killers
Killers
Oh holy father I bit my tongue
But your good word's turning
Your saints into sinners
So far gone oh
Under this tree
We grew roots and branches kept a hold of our leaves
They will turn through seasons
And they'll fall to the feet
Of the children that came after us
And the spring
And the spring
And the spring
Oh no oh sweet them
Bombs away
And I'll say
To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
And for you I bleed
Oh every drop was such a waste and
O' sweet thing
Bombs away
And I'll say
To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
And for you I bleed
So under this tree
Far away from church and state is just you and me
There's no need to watch our backs
We'll just simply be
Kiss me honey sweetly with our eyes closed
