[00:00.000] 作词 : Joe Strummer
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Joe Strummer
[00:20.691]Walking out of England thinking you were the king taking on this world
[00:28.695]On that bus that goes through Mexico a killer love finds a sweet Mexican girl
[00:36.662]But in Mississippi we rushed into the room
[00:44.924]Down in Dixie you were crying for dope
[00:53.055]Down in Alabama they like home-cooked fare, yeah
[01:00.958]So we're gonna strap you to the fryin' chair, yeah
[01:09.204]But I don't know what love is
[01:13.254]Is there something else giving me the chills?
[01:17.429]But if my hands are the color of blood
[01:21.328]Then baby I can tell you, sure I can tell you
[01:25.137]Love kills, love kills
[01:32.983]Love kills, love kills
[01:48.959]Do you wanna hear the sirens, all the sirens of the city drown the arguing?
[01:57.306]We're on Riker's Island on a population board
[02:01.774]They don't care about your fame
[02:05.723]But I don't know what love is
[02:09.772]Is there something else giving me the chills?
[02:13.549]But if my hands are the color of blood
[02:17.772]Then baby I can tell you, sure I can tell you
[02:21.237]Love kills, love kills
[02:29.404]Love kills, love kills
[02:38.139]On the Rio Grande they'll tie you to a tree
[02:46.390]And you can't call the lawyers
[02:48.088]'Cause the whorehouse is asleep
[02:54.132]Your people will get weak
[03:02.283]They'll throw you in a cell where you can barely breathe
[03:10.225]But I don't know what love is
[03:15.329]Is there something else giving me the chills?
[03:18.179]But if my hands are the color of blood
[03:22.591]Then baby I can tell you, sure I can tell you
[03:26.157]Love kills, love kills
[03:34.387]Love kills, love kills
[03:42.397]Love kills, love kills
[03:50.412]Love kills, love kills

作词 : Joe Strummer
作曲 : Joe Strummer
Walking out of England thinking you were the king taking on this world
On that bus that goes through Mexico a killer love finds a sweet Mexican girl
But in Mississippi we rushed into the room
Down in Dixie you were crying for dope
Down in Alabama they like home-cooked fare, yeah
So we're gonna strap you to the fryin' chair, yeah
But I don't know what love is
Is there something else giving me the chills?
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then baby I can tell you, sure I can tell you
Love kills, love kills
Love kills, love kills
Do you wanna hear the sirens, all the sirens of the city drown the arguing?
We're on Riker's Island on a population board
They don't care about your fame
But I don't know what love is
Is there something else giving me the chills?
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then baby I can tell you, sure I can tell you
Love kills, love kills
Love kills, love kills
On the Rio Grande they'll tie you to a tree
And you can't call the lawyers
'Cause the whorehouse is asleep
Your people will get weak
They'll throw you in a cell where you can barely breathe
But I don't know what love is
Is there something else giving me the chills?
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then baby I can tell you, sure I can tell you
Love kills, love kills
Love kills, love kills
Love kills, love kills
Love kills, love kills