《Death’s Diary》歌词

[00:00:00] Death's Diary - Marc Almond

[00:00:15] On monday I took a flower

[00:00:16] Dried it in my hand

[00:00:18] Covered it in poison

[00:00:20] And I threw it on the land

[00:00:23] On wasted ground it tried to root

[00:00:25] But choked upon the sand

[00:00:27] And there's room in my diary for you my friend

[00:00:31] And there's room in my diary for you

[00:00:35] On tuesday I took a bird

[00:00:37] Such pain to hear it sing

[00:00:39] I blackened it with petrol

[00:00:41] And oiled it's little wings

[00:00:44] I tainted the breeze

[00:00:45] As I threw it to the wind

[00:00:48] And there's room in my diary for you my friend

[00:00:52] And there's room in my diary for you

[00:00:57] On wednesday I took a man

[00:00:59] He begged please help me die

[00:01:00] For he lay in pain and suffering

[00:01:02] It made his loved ones cry

[00:01:05] I can be terrible and gentle

[00:01:07] In the blinking of an eye

[00:01:09] And there's room in my diary for you my friend

[00:01:13] And there's room in my diary for you

[00:01:28] On thursday I took a woman

[00:01:30] Heavy with a child

[00:01:32] My old friend rape had paid a visit

[00:01:35] Had stayed a little while

[00:01:36] In a back street I touched her

[00:01:38] With a wire and a smile

[00:01:40] And there's room in my diary for you my friend

[00:01:44] And there's room in my diary for you

[00:01:49] On friday I took a city

[00:01:51] Cursed it with a plague

[00:01:53] Powdered crystals smoking pipes

[00:01:55] To crush and to enslave

[00:01:57] And a row of dirty needles

[00:01:59] Lines the route onto the grave

[00:02:01] And there's room in my diary for you my friend

[00:02:05] And there's room in my diary for you

[00:02:21] On saturday I took a country

[00:02:23] Praying for the rain

[00:02:25] Parched throats and swollen lips

[00:02:27] Without a harvest grain

[00:02:29] And I wiped out generations

[00:02:31] And I'd do it all again

[00:02:33] And there's room in my diary for you my friend

[00:02:37] And there's room in my diary for you

[00:02:42] On sunday I took the world

[00:02:44] A bomb I did employ

[00:02:46] Seven days to create life

[00:02:48] And one day to destroy

[00:02:50] Every woman every man

[00:02:52] Every girl and boy

[00:02:54] And there's room in my diary for you my friend

[00:02:58] And there's room in my diary for you

[00:03:13] Now as I close my diary

[00:03:15] And I've made my final date

[00:03:17] I blow away the ashes

[00:03:19] And I stoke the smoking grate

[00:03:21] I've no distinction between pain and joy

[00:03:24] No line twixt love and hate

[00:03:25] There's no room in my diary for you my friend

[00:03:30] There's no room in my diary for you