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作曲 : Nick Currie |
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Sometimes when it rains |
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I get pictures in my brain |
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My programming fails |
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I go off the rails |
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I see asteroids flare between the moons |
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Of Uranus: |
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Momus and Vangelis |
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And when I go wrong |
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Herr Professor Pyg |
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Comes to train my brain with a song |
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Singing 'Daisy Daisy give me your answer do' |
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'How much is that doggy in the window?' |
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'She was only a greengrocer's daughter ' |
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'The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain' |
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You are my lover |
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You are my author |
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You are my father |
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I am your daughter |
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I'm your disaster |
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I'm your viagra |
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I'm going to beat you at chess |
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Then plant my dagger in your breast |
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You filled me with your breath and your jism |
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Now I've come to bring you death, Pyg |
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Pygmalism |
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I only exist for Herr Professor Pyg |
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As a figment of his huge imagination |
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Mirror, mirror on the wall |
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Who is the villain of them all? |
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The mirror will answer back 'Narcissus' |
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I'm your blessing but not your possession |
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Even what you make can drag you down |
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Sometimes in the night |
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I sing the songs Professor Pyg has taught me |
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Cutting up with scissors |
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All the stupid sexy clothes he's bought me |
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Though my eyes are haunted |
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Though my memories have been implanted |
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No ancestors you can trace |
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An accent from no place invented |
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You're my creator |
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You're my employer |
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My violator |
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You're my destroyer |
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But remember that the things we whip can whip us |
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The things we make can break us |
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And the things we strip outstrip us |
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You filled me with your breath and your jism |
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You gave me life, I give you death, Pyg |
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Pygmalism |
