| Song | Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!! |
| Artist | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
| Album | Dig!!! Lazarus Dig!!! |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Nick Cave |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Nick Cave |
| [00:09.707] | (Dig yourself) |
| [00:10.950] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [00:12.960] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [00:15.404] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [00:17.154] | (Back in that hole.) |
| [00:18.152] | Larry made his nest high up in the autumn branches |
| [00:22.657] | Built from nothing but high hopes and thin air |
| [00:26.657] | He collected up some baby blasted mothers who took their chances |
| [00:30.904] | And for a while they lived quite happily up there |
| [00:34.907] | He came from New York city man, but he couldn't take the pace |
| [00:39.154] | He thought it was like dog eat dog world |
| [00:43.412] | Then he went to San Francisco, spent a year in outer space |
| [00:47.409] | With a sweet little San Fransiscan girl. |
| [00:51.914] | I can hear my mother wailing and a whole lot of scraping of chairs |
| [01:00.621] | I don't know what it is but there's definitely something going on upstairs |
| [01:04.823] | (Dig yourself) |
| [01:06.325] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [01:08.322] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [01:10.319] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [01:12.568] | (I want you to dig) (Back in that hole.) |
| [01:21.730] | Yeh, New York City he had to get out of there and San Francisco well, |
| [01:26.919] | I don't know and then to LA where he spent about a day |
| [01:31.923] | He thought even the pale sky stars were smart enough to keep well away from LA |
| [01:40.423] | Meanwhile Larry made up names for the ladies |
| [01:43.176] | Like miss Boo and miss Quick |
| [01:45.670] | He stockpiled weapons and took potshots in the air |
| [01:48.915] | He feasted on their lovely bodies like a lunatic |
| [01:51.912] | And wrapped himself up in their soft yellow hair |
| [01:57.677] | I can hear chants and incantations and some guy is mentioning me in his prayers. |
| [02:06.418] | Well, I don't know what it is but there's definitely something going on upstairs |
| [02:11.354] | (Dig yourself) |
| [02:12.606] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [02:14.613] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [02:16.627] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [02:19.304] | (I want you to dig) |
| [02:27.769] | Well New York City man, San Francisco, LA, I don't know |
| [02:34.259] | But Larry grew increasingly neurotic and obscene |
| [02:38.268] | I mean he, he never asked to be raised from the tomb |
| [02:42.011] | I mean no one ever actually asked him to forsake his dreams |
| [02:47.525] | Anyway to cut a long story short, fate finally found him |
| [02:51.771] | Mirrors became his torturers, cameras snapped him at every chance |
| [02:56.017] | The women all went back to their homes and their husbands with secret smiles in the corner of their mouthes |
| [03:04.517] | He ended up like so many of them do, back on the streets of New York City |
| [03:09.965] | In a soup queue, a dope fiend, a slave, then prison, then the madhouse, then the grave |
| [03:19.036] | Ah poor Larry. |
| [03:21.777] | But what do we really know of the dead And who actually cares? |
| [03:29.777] | Well, I don't know what it is but there's definitely something going on upstairs. (Dig yourself) |
| [03:36.033] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [03:38.229] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [03:40.232] | (Laz'rus dig yourself) |
| [03:42.427] | Back in that hole Dig yourself |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Nick Cave |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Nick Cave |
| [00:09.707] | Dig yourself |
| [00:10.950] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [00:12.960] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [00:15.404] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [00:17.154] | Back in that hole. |
| [00:18.152] | Larry made his nest high up in the autumn branches |
| [00:22.657] | Built from nothing but high hopes and thin air |
| [00:26.657] | He collected up some baby blasted mothers who took their chances |
| [00:30.904] | And for a while they lived quite happily up there |
| [00:34.907] | He came from New York city man, but he couldn' t take the pace |
| [00:39.154] | He thought it was like dog eat dog world |
| [00:43.412] | Then he went to San Francisco, spent a year in outer space |
| [00:47.409] | With a sweet little San Fransiscan girl. |
| [00:51.914] | I can hear my mother wailing and a whole lot of scraping of chairs |
| [01:00.621] | I don' t know what it is but there' s definitely something going on upstairs |
| [01:04.823] | Dig yourself |
| [01:06.325] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [01:08.322] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [01:10.319] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [01:12.568] | I want you to dig Back in that hole. |
| [01:21.730] | Yeh, New York City he had to get out of there and San Francisco well, |
| [01:26.919] | I don' t know and then to LA where he spent about a day |
| [01:31.923] | He thought even the pale sky stars were smart enough to keep well away from LA |
| [01:40.423] | Meanwhile Larry made up names for the ladies |
| [01:43.176] | Like miss Boo and miss Quick |
| [01:45.670] | He stockpiled weapons and took potshots in the air |
| [01:48.915] | He feasted on their lovely bodies like a lunatic |
| [01:51.912] | And wrapped himself up in their soft yellow hair |
| [01:57.677] | I can hear chants and incantations and some guy is mentioning me in his prayers. |
| [02:06.418] | Well, I don' t know what it is but there' s definitely something going on upstairs |
| [02:11.354] | Dig yourself |
| [02:12.606] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [02:14.613] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [02:16.627] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [02:19.304] | I want you to dig |
| [02:27.769] | Well New York City man, San Francisco, LA, I don' t know |
| [02:34.259] | But Larry grew increasingly neurotic and obscene |
| [02:38.268] | I mean he, he never asked to be raised from the tomb |
| [02:42.011] | I mean no one ever actually asked him to forsake his dreams |
| [02:47.525] | Anyway to cut a long story short, fate finally found him |
| [02:51.771] | Mirrors became his torturers, cameras snapped him at every chance |
| [02:56.017] | The women all went back to their homes and their husbands with secret smiles in the corner of their mouthes |
| [03:04.517] | He ended up like so many of them do, back on the streets of New York City |
| [03:09.965] | In a soup queue, a dope fiend, a slave, then prison, then the madhouse, then the grave |
| [03:19.036] | Ah poor Larry. |
| [03:21.777] | But what do we really know of the dead And who actually cares? |
| [03:29.777] | Well, I don' t know what it is but there' s definitely something going on upstairs. Dig yourself |
| [03:36.033] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [03:38.229] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [03:40.232] | Laz' rus dig yourself |
| [03:42.427] | Back in that hole Dig yourself |