Here In The Hole Lyrics

	作曲 : Adamson
	You see, that's the way the world is
	Not a lot you can do about it
	Except to accept
	There was a time I thought about it
	Plenty of time I thought about it
	Then decided not to
	Here in the hole; I'm surrounded by fools
	Degenerates and phonies
	I suffer a constant bombardment of nonesence from all sides
	When central control rendered me surplus to requirements
	My imprinters relocated to the ruins of Paris, where I regenerate
	My new face accepting me immediately without the usual problems
	I operate a program of self denial
	Yet languish in polymorphous perversity as is my want
	Each day, although I believe I'm free;
	Something pulls me back into a past made real only by their understanding
	And all the while the calls come in, and keep coming in (and keep coming and keep coming...)
	And still;
	I'm hunted for my flesh
	I'm hounded for my beauty
	In a world turned on its head
	I steady myself, ready to enter (ready to enter)
	They believe I know everything, but if my master's memory serves me well
	In fact I know nothing
	And so they will find me;
	And in the middle of a cold afternoon, they will ask:
	"What is it exactly that you know?" (exactly exactly exactly...)
	And then, they will take me outside
	And they will kill me
	That much I do know

	zuo qu : Adamson
	You see, that' s the way the world is
	Not a lot you can do about it
	Except to accept
	There was a time I thought about it
	Plenty of time I thought about it
	Then decided not to
	Here in the hole I' m surrounded by fools
	Degenerates and phonies
	I suffer a constant bombardment of nonesence from all sides
	When central control rendered me surplus to requirements
	My imprinters relocated to the ruins of Paris, where I regenerate
	My new face accepting me immediately without the usual problems
	I operate a program of self denial
	Yet languish in polymorphous perversity as is my want
	Each day, although I believe I' m free
	Something pulls me back into a past made real only by their understanding
	And all the while the calls come in, and keep coming in and keep coming and keep coming...
	And still
	I' m hunted for my flesh
	I' m hounded for my beauty
	In a world turned on its head
	I steady myself, ready to enter ready to enter
	They believe I know everything, but if my master' s memory serves me well
	In fact I know nothing
	And so they will find me
	And in the middle of a cold afternoon, they will ask:
	" What is it exactly that you know?" exactly exactly exactly...
	And then, they will take me outside
	And they will kill me
	That much I do know

	zuò qǔ : Adamson
	You see, that' s the way the world is
	Not a lot you can do about it
	Except to accept
	There was a time I thought about it
	Plenty of time I thought about it
	Then decided not to
	Here in the hole I' m surrounded by fools
	Degenerates and phonies
	I suffer a constant bombardment of nonesence from all sides
	When central control rendered me surplus to requirements
	My imprinters relocated to the ruins of Paris, where I regenerate
	My new face accepting me immediately without the usual problems
	I operate a program of self denial
	Yet languish in polymorphous perversity as is my want
	Each day, although I believe I' m free
	Something pulls me back into a past made real only by their understanding
	And all the while the calls come in, and keep coming in and keep coming and keep coming...
	And still
	I' m hunted for my flesh
	I' m hounded for my beauty
	In a world turned on its head
	I steady myself, ready to enter ready to enter
	They believe I know everything, but if my master' s memory serves me well
	In fact I know nothing
	And so they will find me
	And in the middle of a cold afternoon, they will ask:
	" What is it exactly that you know?" exactly exactly exactly...
	And then, they will take me outside
	And they will kill me
	That much I do know

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