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歌曲名：Finger Back 歌手：Vampire Weekend 所属专辑：《Modern Vampires of the City》
作词：未知 作曲：未知 发行公司：XL Recordings 发行时间：2013-05-13
语言： 大小：3.14 MB 时长：03:27秒 比特率：129K 评分：0.0分
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Finger Back文本歌词
作词 : Ezra Koenig
作曲 : Ezra Koenig/Rostam Batmanglij
Bend my finger back (snap)
Wrap it in a paper towel
Break a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me with a canister that's fired while the soldiers drive away
Bend my finger back (snap)
On and on and on and on for days
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me like a Yankee
Like a son of freedom never as a slave
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line
Show sympathy to L.A.
where the sun don't ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
And baby, you're not anybody's fool
Bless me with a heart attack
A real crise cardiaque
And show me where to find the surgeon's knife
Eviscerate me now, hack
Take me to my punishment
The punishment I've needed all my life
Bend my finger back, snap
On and on and on and on with strife
Listen to my bum rap,
Listen to the evidence exonerating me from being right.
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line
Show sympathy to L.A.
where the sun don't ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
Baby, you're not anybody's fool
I know that I've been wicked and the road to hell is wide
Cursed by curiosity that made us go inside
Everyone was charming, but we took 'em for a ride
Baby, you're not anybody's fool
Bend my finger back, snap
Wrap it in a paper towel
Break a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me with a canister that's fired while the soldiers drive away
Bend my finger back (snap)
On and on and on and on for days
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me like a Yankee
Like a son of freedom never as a slave.
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line,
Show sympathy to L.A. where the sun don't ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
Baby, you're not anybody's fool
The harpsichord is broken and the television's fried
The city's getting hotter like a country in decline
Everyone's a coward when you look them in the eyes,
But baby, you're not anybody's fool.
Sing next year in Jerusalem
You know – the one at W.103RD and Broadway.
'Cause this Orthodox girl fell in love
with the guy at the falafel shop and why not?
Should she have averted her eyes and
just stared at the laminated poster of the dome of the rock?
And then blood, blood, blood, blood,
blood, blood, blood, bloooood
And then blood, blood, blood, blood,
blood, blood, blood, bloooood
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye
I don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Remembrances of generous hearts
that couldn't bear to try
I don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye
I don't wanna live like this,
but I don't wanna die
编辑于2023/05/09更新
作曲 : Ezra Koenig/Rostam Batmanglij
Bend my finger back (snap)
Wrap it in a paper towel
Break a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me with a canister that's fired while the soldiers drive away
Bend my finger back (snap)
On and on and on and on for days
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me like a Yankee
Like a son of freedom never as a slave
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line
Show sympathy to L.A.
where the sun don't ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
And baby, you're not anybody's fool
Bless me with a heart attack
A real crise cardiaque
And show me where to find the surgeon's knife
Eviscerate me now, hack
Take me to my punishment
The punishment I've needed all my life
Bend my finger back, snap
On and on and on and on with strife
Listen to my bum rap,
Listen to the evidence exonerating me from being right.
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line
Show sympathy to L.A.
where the sun don't ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
Baby, you're not anybody's fool
I know that I've been wicked and the road to hell is wide
Cursed by curiosity that made us go inside
Everyone was charming, but we took 'em for a ride
Baby, you're not anybody's fool
Bend my finger back, snap
Wrap it in a paper towel
Break a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me with a canister that's fired while the soldiers drive away
Bend my finger back (snap)
On and on and on and on for days
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me like a Yankee
Like a son of freedom never as a slave.
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line,
Show sympathy to L.A. where the sun don't ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
Baby, you're not anybody's fool
The harpsichord is broken and the television's fried
The city's getting hotter like a country in decline
Everyone's a coward when you look them in the eyes,
But baby, you're not anybody's fool.
Sing next year in Jerusalem
You know – the one at W.103RD and Broadway.
'Cause this Orthodox girl fell in love
with the guy at the falafel shop and why not?
Should she have averted her eyes and
just stared at the laminated poster of the dome of the rock?
And then blood, blood, blood, blood,
blood, blood, blood, bloooood
And then blood, blood, blood, blood,
blood, blood, blood, bloooood
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye
I don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Remembrances of generous hearts
that couldn't bear to try
I don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye
I don't wanna live like this,
but I don't wanna die
编辑于2023/05/09更新