歌词
Nothing, nothing than a kiss
In the middle of the street
And I'm loosening my grip
On the throat of a bad dream
Turning gold above your head
A bell to wring me to my knees
So do you, darling, till you're dead
Or do you, darling, till you're bored
With this ring and I thee wed
Nothing than a haloed whore
And an angel that she bribed
And a god he's working for
Come to take me from your side
Where I wake in a cold sweat
Ringing love out of my mouth
So do you, darling, till you're dead
Or do you, darling, till you're bored
With this ring and I thee wed
