Cry Mercy, Judge Lyrics
| Song | Cry Mercy, Judge |
| Artist | Tom Verlaine |
| Album | Flash Light |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Verlaine | |
| oh, sure... i remember rosie... who could | |
| forget... she was working for sammy the fool wasn't | |
| she... some kind of counterfeit business down in Tucson... | |
| I think so... | |
| say who's the paintjob in the pink silk sack... she sure | |
| is looking well informed... rosie took my sleeve... said: | |
| Leave that alone...that young thing ain't never been born | |
| she said shut up, listen... at 4 a.m. I'll be back in San | |
| Antone... at 4th and 12th street mister I don't want to | |
| leave alone. Rosie told me never forget, when they get | |
| spiteful they always do their best. So are we over, | |
| are we across or are we double once again. Rosie told | |
| me it's tictactoe... she just gotta collect her dividends | |
| she said shut up... listen... at 4 a.m. I'll back in San | |
| Antone... | |
| Rosie Rosie... the violets bloom... no curtains hanging | |
| in her room. she told me: carrying all this stuff around just | |
| keeps me out of place... one more drop and I'm thru. | |
| Rosie Rosie... l remember well. Just one more drop she said... | |
| one more drop |
| zuo qu : Verlaine | |
| oh, sure. . . i remember rosie. . . who could | |
| forget. . . she was working for sammy the fool wasn' t | |
| she. . . some kind of counterfeit business down in Tucson. . . | |
| I think so. . . | |
| say who' s the paintjob in the pink silk sack. . . she sure | |
| is looking well informed. . . rosie took my sleeve. . . said: | |
| Leave that alone. . . that young thing ain' t never been born | |
| she said shut up, listen. . . at 4 a. m. I' ll be back in San | |
| Antone. . . at 4th and 12th street mister I don' t want to | |
| leave alone. Rosie told me never forget, when they get | |
| spiteful they always do their best. So are we over, | |
| are we across or are we double once again. Rosie told | |
| me it' s tictactoe. . . she just gotta collect her dividends | |
| she said shut up. . . listen. . . at 4 a. m. I' ll back in San | |
| Antone. . . | |
| Rosie Rosie. . . the violets bloom. . . no curtains hanging | |
| in her room. she told me: carrying all this stuff around just | |
| keeps me out of place. . . one more drop and I' m thru. | |
| Rosie Rosie. . . l remember well. Just one more drop she said. . . | |
| one more drop |
| zuò qǔ : Verlaine | |
| oh, sure. . . i remember rosie. . . who could | |
| forget. . . she was working for sammy the fool wasn' t | |
| she. . . some kind of counterfeit business down in Tucson. . . | |
| I think so. . . | |
| say who' s the paintjob in the pink silk sack. . . she sure | |
| is looking well informed. . . rosie took my sleeve. . . said: | |
| Leave that alone. . . that young thing ain' t never been born | |
| she said shut up, listen. . . at 4 a. m. I' ll be back in San | |
| Antone. . . at 4th and 12th street mister I don' t want to | |
| leave alone. Rosie told me never forget, when they get | |
| spiteful they always do their best. So are we over, | |
| are we across or are we double once again. Rosie told | |
| me it' s tictactoe. . . she just gotta collect her dividends | |
| she said shut up. . . listen. . . at 4 a. m. I' ll back in San | |
| Antone. . . | |
| Rosie Rosie. . . the violets bloom. . . no curtains hanging | |
| in her room. she told me: carrying all this stuff around just | |
| keeps me out of place. . . one more drop and I' m thru. | |
| Rosie Rosie. . . l remember well. Just one more drop she said. . . | |
| one more drop |
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