| 作曲 : Cooper | |
| I want pleasure in your sight | |
| And I want to subscribe to your delight | |
| So hold on and see what | |
| I do for you | |
| Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my, my beautiful robe? | |
| My head was bleeding so red | |
| But of all the thorns in my crown, the roses blend instead | |
| With my beautiful robe carries on, | |
| I'll carry on | |
| I cut down a tree, said, "Man, would you look at meI stuck my head in a thorn bush, man, I was deceived" | |
| Oh my brother, your hands are full of sores | |
| But God bless you brother, my nails are longer than yours | |
| I was crucified with | |
| Christ but how come | |
| I'm not dead? | |
| God gave me a cross but | |
| I made my own instead | |
| My beautiful cross carries on, | |
| I'll carry on | |
| I cut down a tree, | |
| I nailed myself to the wood | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| I screamed in agony' | |
| Cause the glory wasn't so good | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| I fell to my knees and | |
| I remember | |
| The words of god pierced so hard, "Your righteousness is like filthy ragsAnd I fell to my knees and said, " | |
| God, my filthy robe | |
| My filthy robe, my filthy robe, my filthy robe"I cut down a tree and I nailed myself to the woodYeah, yeah, yeah, I screamed in agony'Cause the glory wasn't so goodYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah |
| zuo qu : Cooper | |
| I want pleasure in your sight | |
| And I want to subscribe to your delight | |
| So hold on and see what | |
| I do for you | |
| Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my, my beautiful robe? | |
| My head was bleeding so red | |
| But of all the thorns in my crown, the roses blend instead | |
| With my beautiful robe carries on, | |
| I' ll carry on | |
| I cut down a tree, said, " Man, would you look at meI stuck my head in a thorn bush, man, I was deceived" | |
| Oh my brother, your hands are full of sores | |
| But God bless you brother, my nails are longer than yours | |
| I was crucified with | |
| Christ but how come | |
| I' m not dead? | |
| God gave me a cross but | |
| I made my own instead | |
| My beautiful cross carries on, | |
| I' ll carry on | |
| I cut down a tree, | |
| I nailed myself to the wood | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| I screamed in agony' | |
| Cause the glory wasn' t so good | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| I fell to my knees and | |
| I remember | |
| The words of god pierced so hard, " Your righteousness is like filthy ragsAnd I fell to my knees and said, " | |
| God, my filthy robe | |
| My filthy robe, my filthy robe, my filthy robe" I cut down a tree and I nailed myself to the woodYeah, yeah, yeah, I screamed in agony' Cause the glory wasn' t so goodYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah |
| zuò qǔ : Cooper | |
| I want pleasure in your sight | |
| And I want to subscribe to your delight | |
| So hold on and see what | |
| I do for you | |
| Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my, my beautiful robe? | |
| My head was bleeding so red | |
| But of all the thorns in my crown, the roses blend instead | |
| With my beautiful robe carries on, | |
| I' ll carry on | |
| I cut down a tree, said, " Man, would you look at meI stuck my head in a thorn bush, man, I was deceived" | |
| Oh my brother, your hands are full of sores | |
| But God bless you brother, my nails are longer than yours | |
| I was crucified with | |
| Christ but how come | |
| I' m not dead? | |
| God gave me a cross but | |
| I made my own instead | |
| My beautiful cross carries on, | |
| I' ll carry on | |
| I cut down a tree, | |
| I nailed myself to the wood | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| I screamed in agony' | |
| Cause the glory wasn' t so good | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| I fell to my knees and | |
| I remember | |
| The words of god pierced so hard, " Your righteousness is like filthy ragsAnd I fell to my knees and said, " | |
| God, my filthy robe | |
| My filthy robe, my filthy robe, my filthy robe" I cut down a tree and I nailed myself to the woodYeah, yeah, yeah, I screamed in agony' Cause the glory wasn' t so goodYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah |