[00:00.00] 作词 : Franz Ferdinand
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Franz Ferdinand
[00:20.05]Words fall from my mouth
[00:20.86]
[00:21.86]Like plates from shaking hands
[00:23.05]
[00:24.43]Smash upon the silence
[00:25.43]
[00:26.61]Of the smooth naked canal
[00:28.05]
[00:29.61]I'm evil and a heathen
[00:30.86]
[00:32.05]I'm evil and a heathen
[00:33.17]
[00:34.43]I'm a heathen and evil like you
[00:36.17]
[00:36.86]There's not a lot
[00:37.42]
[00:38.36]Not a lot I couldn't do
[00:39.36]
[00:54.29]I like how you pretend
[00:54.98]
[00:55.85]That the end will be the end
[00:57.54]
[00:58.23]So fill your thirst
[00:59.35]
[01:00.10]Drink a curse
[01:01.04]To the death of death instead
[01:02.17]
[01:03.85]I'm evil and a heathen
[01:04.85]
[01:06.23]I'm evil and a heathen
[01:07.17]
[01:08.67]I'm a heathen and evil like you
[01:09.86]
[01:10.60]There's not a lot
[01:11.17]
[01:11.85]Not a lot I wouldn't do
[01:12.79]
[01:14.80]Utrecht led me to the Sacre Coeur
[01:16.04]
[01:16.66]Where the smoke curled round
[01:17.98]
[01:19.17]Now the ice blows of Lake Michigan
[01:20.98]When the ice blows
[01:21.67]The ice flows knocks you down...
[01:22.03]
[01:35.05]Your teeth are black with wine
[01:36.04]
[01:37.11]As you place those lips on mine
[01:38.36]
[01:39.55]And the moon hangs heavy and forbidden high
[01:41.11]
[01:42.77]On the night of our lives
[01:43.88]
[01:45.27]I'm evil and a heathen
[01:46.01]
[01:47.58]I'm evil and a heathen
[01:48.51]
[01:50.02]I'm a heathen and evil like you
[01:51.01]
[01:52.27]There's not a lot
[01:52.89]Not a lot we couldn't do
[01:53.83]
[01:54.39]Evil like you...

作词 : Franz Ferdinand
作曲 : Franz Ferdinand
Words fall from my mouth
Like plates from shaking hands
Smash upon the silence
Of the smooth naked canal
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot I couldn't do
I like how you pretend
That the end will be the end
So fill your thirst
Drink a curse
To the death of death instead
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot I wouldn't do
Utrecht led me to the Sacre Coeur
Where the smoke curled round
Now the ice blows of Lake Michigan
When the ice blows
The ice flows knocks you down...
Your teeth are black with wine
As you place those lips on mine
And the moon hangs heavy and forbidden high
On the night of our lives
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot we couldn't do
Evil like you...