| Song | Boy Cried Wolf |
| Artist | Patti Smith |
| Album | Land (1975-2002) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Smith | |
| Oh the story's told been told retold | |
| From the sacred scriptures to the | |
| tabloids | |
| All the fuss and fight none above a | |
| whisper | |
| The soul of gold the belly of a boy | |
| Well they drew him from the forest | |
| Like they draw blood | |
| Tied him to a tree like St. Sebastian | |
| And he turned his head and let the | |
| arrows fly | |
| Through the trees, the trees | |
| The ornamental leaves | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| Wolf don't come | |
| Wolf within | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| In the ancient mold they're dancing | |
| down | |
| Calling to the moon but it don't answer | |
| And they fell on their knees | |
| and passed the bowl around | |
| And the blood the blood the | |
| sacramental blood | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| Wolf don't come | |
| Wolf within | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| I am the body I am the stream | |
| I am the wake of everything | |
| They bring me flowers that are myself | |
| Garlands of blood that are myself | |
| Slain the lamb that is himself | |
| Torn reborn the cries of our dismay | |
| Are nothing to the wind but whose to | |
| mind | |
| Kings are lifted up and kings are thrown | |
| Lost received retrieved | |
| The human tide | |
| Innocence had its day | |
| Innocence had its day | |
| Innocence innocence |
| zuo ci : Smith | |
| Oh the story' s told been told retold | |
| From the sacred scriptures to the | |
| tabloids | |
| All the fuss and fight none above a | |
| whisper | |
| The soul of gold the belly of a boy | |
| Well they drew him from the forest | |
| Like they draw blood | |
| Tied him to a tree like St. Sebastian | |
| And he turned his head and let the | |
| arrows fly | |
| Through the trees, the trees | |
| The ornamental leaves | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| Wolf don' t come | |
| Wolf within | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| In the ancient mold they' re dancing | |
| down | |
| Calling to the moon but it don' t answer | |
| And they fell on their knees | |
| and passed the bowl around | |
| And the blood the blood the | |
| sacramental blood | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| Wolf don' t come | |
| Wolf within | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| I am the body I am the stream | |
| I am the wake of everything | |
| They bring me flowers that are myself | |
| Garlands of blood that are myself | |
| Slain the lamb that is himself | |
| Torn reborn the cries of our dismay | |
| Are nothing to the wind but whose to | |
| mind | |
| Kings are lifted up and kings are thrown | |
| Lost received retrieved | |
| The human tide | |
| Innocence had its day | |
| Innocence had its day | |
| Innocence innocence |
| zuò cí : Smith | |
| Oh the story' s told been told retold | |
| From the sacred scriptures to the | |
| tabloids | |
| All the fuss and fight none above a | |
| whisper | |
| The soul of gold the belly of a boy | |
| Well they drew him from the forest | |
| Like they draw blood | |
| Tied him to a tree like St. Sebastian | |
| And he turned his head and let the | |
| arrows fly | |
| Through the trees, the trees | |
| The ornamental leaves | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| Wolf don' t come | |
| Wolf within | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| In the ancient mold they' re dancing | |
| down | |
| Calling to the moon but it don' t answer | |
| And they fell on their knees | |
| and passed the bowl around | |
| And the blood the blood the | |
| sacramental blood | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| Wolf don' t come | |
| Wolf within | |
| Boy cried wolf | |
| I am the body I am the stream | |
| I am the wake of everything | |
| They bring me flowers that are myself | |
| Garlands of blood that are myself | |
| Slain the lamb that is himself | |
| Torn reborn the cries of our dismay | |
| Are nothing to the wind but whose to | |
| mind | |
| Kings are lifted up and kings are thrown | |
| Lost received retrieved | |
| The human tide | |
| Innocence had its day | |
| Innocence had its day | |
| Innocence innocence |