Gary Gilmore's Eyes Lyrics
| Song | Gary Gilmore's Eyes |
| Artist | The Adverts |
| Album | Crossing the Red Sea with the Adverts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Smith | |
| I'm lying in a hospital, | |
| I'm pinned against the bed. | |
| A stethoscope upon my heart, | |
| A hand against my head. | |
| They're peeling off the bandages. | |
| I'm wincing in the light. | |
| The nurse is looking anxious, | |
| And she's quivering in fright... | |
| I'm looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore's eyes. | |
| The doctors are avoiding me. | |
| My vision is confused. | |
| I listen to my earphones, | |
| And I catch the evening news. | |
| A murderer's been killed, | |
| And he donates his sight to science. | |
| I'm locked into a private ward. | |
| I realise that | |
| I must be... | |
| Looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore's eyes. | |
| Looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore's eyes. | |
| I smash the light in anger. | |
| Push my bed against the door. | |
| I close my lids across my eyes, | |
| And wish to see no more. | |
| The eye receives the messages, | |
| And sends them to the brain. | |
| No guarantee the stimuli must be perceived the same... | |
| When looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore's eyes. | |
| Gary don't need his eyes to see. | |
| Gary and his eyes have parted company. |
| zuo ci : Smith | |
| I' m lying in a hospital, | |
| I' m pinned against the bed. | |
| A stethoscope upon my heart, | |
| A hand against my head. | |
| They' re peeling off the bandages. | |
| I' m wincing in the light. | |
| The nurse is looking anxious, | |
| And she' s quivering in fright... | |
| I' m looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| The doctors are avoiding me. | |
| My vision is confused. | |
| I listen to my earphones, | |
| And I catch the evening news. | |
| A murderer' s been killed, | |
| And he donates his sight to science. | |
| I' m locked into a private ward. | |
| I realise that | |
| I must be... | |
| Looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| Looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| I smash the light in anger. | |
| Push my bed against the door. | |
| I close my lids across my eyes, | |
| And wish to see no more. | |
| The eye receives the messages, | |
| And sends them to the brain. | |
| No guarantee the stimuli must be perceived the same... | |
| When looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| Gary don' t need his eyes to see. | |
| Gary and his eyes have parted company. |
| zuò cí : Smith | |
| I' m lying in a hospital, | |
| I' m pinned against the bed. | |
| A stethoscope upon my heart, | |
| A hand against my head. | |
| They' re peeling off the bandages. | |
| I' m wincing in the light. | |
| The nurse is looking anxious, | |
| And she' s quivering in fright... | |
| I' m looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| The doctors are avoiding me. | |
| My vision is confused. | |
| I listen to my earphones, | |
| And I catch the evening news. | |
| A murderer' s been killed, | |
| And he donates his sight to science. | |
| I' m locked into a private ward. | |
| I realise that | |
| I must be... | |
| Looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| Looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| I smash the light in anger. | |
| Push my bed against the door. | |
| I close my lids across my eyes, | |
| And wish to see no more. | |
| The eye receives the messages, | |
| And sends them to the brain. | |
| No guarantee the stimuli must be perceived the same... | |
| When looking through | |
| Gary Gilmore' s eyes. | |
| Gary don' t need his eyes to see. | |
| Gary and his eyes have parted company. |
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