《Still I Rise》歌词

[00:00:00] Still I Rise - Barry Adamson

[00:00:22] And still I rise

[00:00:23] God beams down from his Red velour chaise longue

[00:00:25] Where he scans "Thigh High" magazine

[00:00:27] And just gets right on with the business in hand

[00:00:30] His reverence is interrupted by the sounds of seduction

[00:00:34] And keeping himself in check he screams

[00:00:37] "who the hell else is here

[00:00:39] Show thyself that I may be at peace once more" but

[00:00:43] Still I rise

[00:00:44] "Who the hell else

[00:00:45] Who the hell else "

[00:00:46] It is I Anaestheus the king of lust

[00:00:49] King of all that is unjust putting ideas

[00:00:52] Into the minds of men

[00:00:53] Chained to the tracks by their own desires

[00:00:55] And frittering away the choice to live

[00:00:58] Amongst the most noble the most magnificent

[00:01:01] The most that a man can possibly be but

[00:01:04] Still I rise

[00:01:05] As a bright red capital

[00:01:07] A hits the centre plate

[00:01:09] I grit somebody else's teeth

[00:01:10] And haul off to the next spot

[00:01:12] My life taking on new meaning

[00:01:14] As I tread the unknown

[00:01:16] Blinkered and shivering with candle snot

[00:01:18] Trickling down my beak

[00:01:19] Landing on my lip

[00:01:20] Which gives me more food for thought

[00:01:22] As I fall down drunk and screw up the union but

[00:01:25] Still I rise

[00:01:26] Angels place their hands on my forehead

[00:01:28] The anaesthetic now splitting the death probe

[00:01:31] While surgeons hack and crack

[00:01:32] Spilling more claret than the time

[00:01:34] They kissed the sober dawn

[00:01:35] Move on up to leg mountain

[00:01:37] And pluck out the chosen one

[00:01:39] My mind is full from memory overload

[00:01:41] The anaesthetic truck like shot

[00:01:43] Drains IVs and a back fulla phine but

[00:01:46] Still I rise

[00:01:47] Walk with the king

[00:01:49] The son and myself and the whole damn ministry

[00:01:51] Sleeping under bright lights

[00:01:53] That keep watch over our every move

[00:01:55] (takes a while but we'll get there baby)

[00:01:57] And so we stroll remembering Albert Johanson

[00:02:01] Albert Adamson the soul murdered father

[00:02:03] The Moss Side tory the negro inside me

[00:02:06] The man with the Golden hip bone

[00:02:08] Connected to the devil's f**king plaything