《Stitch》歌词

[00:00:01] Stitch - Chumbawamba

[00:00:37] So this husband came home drunk each night

[00:00:38] And he thrashed her black and he thrashed her white

[00:00:40] He thrashed her to within an inch of her life

[00:00:42] Then he slept like a log did her husband

[00:00:44] But as he lay and snored in bed

[00:00:45] A strange idea came into her head

[00:00:46] So she went for the needle and she went for the thread

[00:00:49] And straight to her sleeping husband

[00:01:20] She started to stitch with a girlish thrill

[00:01:21] With a woman's art and a seamstress' skill

[00:01:22] She pinned and tucked with an iron will

[00:01:25] All around her sleeping husband

[00:01:27] When her husband awoke with a pain in his head

[00:01:28] He found he could not move in bed

[00:01:30] 'Sweet Christ I've lost the use of me legs'

[00:01:32] But his wife just smiled at her husband

[00:02:32] Then she thrashed him black she thrashed him blue

[00:02:34] With a frying pan and a colander too

[00:02:36] With a rolling pin just a stroke or two

[00:02:39] A battered and bleeding husband

[00:02:41] Isn't it true what small can do

[00:02:42] With a thread and a stitch and a thought or two

[00:02:45] He's wiped his slate his boozing's through

[00:02:53] Goodbye to a drunken husband

[00:02:54] Kick out the jams motherf**ker