[00:00.00] 作词 : Black Francis
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Black Francis
[00:21.96]Well sit right down, my wicked son
[00:24.97]And let me tell you a story
[00:28.03]About the boy who fell from glory
[00:31.09]And how he was a wicked son
[00:34.42]This ain't no holiday
[00:40.35]But it always turns out this way
[00:43.78]Here I am with my hand
[00:51.86]Well he took his sister from his head
[00:54.91]And then painted her on the sheets
[00:57.89]And then he rolled her up in grass and trees
[01:01.03]And they kissed 'till they were dead
[01:04.46]This ain't no holiday
[01:10.24]But it always turns out this way
[01:13.83]Here I am with my hand
[01:21.75]Well sit right down, my evil son
[01:25.02]And let me tell you a story
[01:28.09]About the boy who fell from glory
[01:31.25]And how he was a wicked son
[01:34.85]This ain't no holiday, no no
[01:40.35]But it always turns out this way
[01:44.09]Here I am with my hand

作词 : Black Francis
作曲 : Black Francis
Well sit right down, my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
Well he took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then he rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed 'till they were dead
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
Well sit right down, my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday, no no
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand