Hey, hey, hey When you look you see right through me Cut the rope, I fell to my knees Born and broken every single time Always keep me under finger
It's been a long year Since you've been gone I've been alone here I've grown old I fall to pieces, I'm falling Fell to pieces and I'm still falling
of women, They shine endlessly at the foolish attempt to be reverent All again, again Oh, hard enough are your muscles` depth, `Cos your smelly little belly filled with contraband
So along the way why not get high? [Chorus:] Contraband, god I love you Contraband, I need you so Contraband, I wanna hold ya Contraband, lets fuckin' go Contraband
Your head on my shoulder Seems like a crime Why are we so drawn to each other When we know it's not right? We should know better But our love is blind
Better pull up a chair, sit back Lemme tell you how it all comes down Oh, yeah You gotta treat her like a lady Talk her like a baby Stimulate her inside
't believe in the satellite, computer, GPS My faith is the horizon? My compass, my best guess You name the time, you name the place, you name the contraband
a final sound Watch a broken nation die Words of wisdom are denied Decrepit Misguided Presumption of death Release A pulse You ll never understand Soul contraband Soul contraband Soul contraband
译文: 臭鼬Anansie. 违禁品.
: Who can it be knocking at my door? Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more. Can't you see that it's late at night? I'm very tired, and I'm not feeling
: Traveling in a fried-out combie On a hippie trail, head full of zombie I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast
: There's a picture in the hall, I know And it's from a time when feelings showed Though I hold it close before my eyes My heart refuses to see Loving
: Don't ask me to love my neighbour Cause I don't love the man Don't ask me for my favours I won't lend a hand And if I had real power Then I could disappear
: I like to pull the plug in the tub Sit and watch the water flow down the drain I like to, I like to I like to look at pictures in a book Never read
: Don't take the fire from your eyes Must make them feel the heat They build castles underground for the rich and politic elite Keep all the home fires
: Maria was born in the country She loved her homeland Maria was from a poor family For their girl they had greater plans Across the sea not yet twenty
