| Song | Bad Beauty |
| Artist | Rob Dickinson |
| Album | Fresh Wine for the Horses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dickinson | |
| A distant fate, comes my way | |
| Before my day is done | |
| Upon my back, the earth is strapped | |
| It's blocking out the sun | |
| Come on come on come on | |
| Lay down those things you feel | |
| Before the race is run | |
| My hold on you will heal | |
| Some solace in this town you have become | |
| A goddess in this tow for everyone | |
| So lay me down | |
| Your bad bad beauty | |
| Lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bady beauty | |
| Upon my shirt the dirty work | |
| Of tunnels through my dreams | |
| Upon my back the earth is strapped | |
| A punishment for me | |
| Come on come on come on | |
| Lay down those things you feel | |
| Before the race is run | |
| Let down your guard and shield | |
| And lay me down your bad bad beauty | |
| Lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bad beauty | |
| You think you'd have your arms wide open | |
| You think you'd take the chance to stow your ways of old | |
| Your ways of old | |
| Your destination reached | |
| But you lay me down | |
| You lay me down | |
| You lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bad beauty |
| zuo qu : Dickinson | |
| A distant fate, comes my way | |
| Before my day is done | |
| Upon my back, the earth is strapped | |
| It' s blocking out the sun | |
| Come on come on come on | |
| Lay down those things you feel | |
| Before the race is run | |
| My hold on you will heal | |
| Some solace in this town you have become | |
| A goddess in this tow for everyone | |
| So lay me down | |
| Your bad bad beauty | |
| Lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bady beauty | |
| Upon my shirt the dirty work | |
| Of tunnels through my dreams | |
| Upon my back the earth is strapped | |
| A punishment for me | |
| Come on come on come on | |
| Lay down those things you feel | |
| Before the race is run | |
| Let down your guard and shield | |
| And lay me down your bad bad beauty | |
| Lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bad beauty | |
| You think you' d have your arms wide open | |
| You think you' d take the chance to stow your ways of old | |
| Your ways of old | |
| Your destination reached | |
| But you lay me down | |
| You lay me down | |
| You lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bad beauty |
| zuò qǔ : Dickinson | |
| A distant fate, comes my way | |
| Before my day is done | |
| Upon my back, the earth is strapped | |
| It' s blocking out the sun | |
| Come on come on come on | |
| Lay down those things you feel | |
| Before the race is run | |
| My hold on you will heal | |
| Some solace in this town you have become | |
| A goddess in this tow for everyone | |
| So lay me down | |
| Your bad bad beauty | |
| Lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bady beauty | |
| Upon my shirt the dirty work | |
| Of tunnels through my dreams | |
| Upon my back the earth is strapped | |
| A punishment for me | |
| Come on come on come on | |
| Lay down those things you feel | |
| Before the race is run | |
| Let down your guard and shield | |
| And lay me down your bad bad beauty | |
| Lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bad beauty | |
| You think you' d have your arms wide open | |
| You think you' d take the chance to stow your ways of old | |
| Your ways of old | |
| Your destination reached | |
| But you lay me down | |
| You lay me down | |
| You lay me down | |
| With some of your bad bad beauty |