《Nice Guys(Don’t Get Paid)(Live at Liberty Lunch， Austin， TX - December 1992)》歌词

[00:00:00] Nice Guys (Don't Get Paid) (Live) - Soul Asylum

[00:00:01] Written by：Dave Pirner

[00:00:28] Well they packed up their violin cases of the finest artillery

[00:00:33] Hopped in a big black Studebaker they were acting pretty scary

[00:00:38] And no one talked as they synchronized their watches

[00:00:43] And they drove past the train station

[00:00:57] Well the train rolled out with a passenger car

[00:01:03] Filled with retired millionaires and movie stars

[00:01:08] Two twitching men clutched six guns in their sweat drenched coats

[00:01:13] With a fail safe holded up plan and that would be all she wrote

[00:01:17] And the gangsters cowboys gypsies and freewheelers

[00:01:23] Sold out their trades to become drug dealers

[00:01:27] There ain't no money in doing things straight

[00:01:32] Your community thanks you business is good and nice guys don't get

[00:01:37] Outside the train window fast as he could ride

[00:01:42] Was a kid on a horse with a head full of lies

[00:01:47] And the tears of excitement couldn't put out the fire in his eyes

[00:01:52] For the house he was riding to burglarize

[00:02:07] All through the house they were dancing and singing

[00:02:12] An extended family with fiddlers and magicians

[00:02:17] A juggler and a chemist who'd invent a potion

[00:02:21] To pacify all the killers and rapists

[00:02:26] The chemist died in the burglary and they sold the prescription

[00:02:31] For a case of cheap red wine to a traveling salesman

[00:02:36] In a three wheeled jalopy he bought and sold potions

[00:02:41] To the city that looked over the ocean

[00:02:45] And he sold the last drop it was big with the rich kids

[00:02:50] And soon the city would be crawling with addicts

[00:02:55] In back rooms dark alleys basements and attics

[00:03:00] Where a fly is trapped in a spider's web but a bat's got the spider

[00:03:14] And no one knows what's going on

[00:03:19] But you gotta show up for yourself at the end of the day

[00:03:24] And nice guys don't get paid

[00:03:29] Nice guys don't get paid

[00:03:42] Now all the hopeless romantics are wearing white collars

[00:03:47] Upstanding assassins clean hands filthy dollars

[00:03:51] Hijackin' fanatics who kill for religion

[00:03:56] In a city full of addicts and colored television