Through A Long & Sleepless Night Lyrics

Song	Through A Long & Sleepless Night
Artist	The Divine Comedy
Album	Casanova
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	作词 : Hannon
	Through a long and sleepless night
	I thought upon the jury's plight
	If what is wrong can feel so right
	Then life's no longer black and white
	It's four o'clock and all's not well
	In my private circle of hell
	I contemplate my navel hair
	And slowly slide into despair
	This rut has fast become a trench
	This smell has turned into the stench
	Of rotten dreams and stale ideals
	The past is snapping at my heels
	Oh danny boy the pipes are blocked
	With bedtime blues and future shock
	I know the best is yet to come
	But does it always take this long?
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i'll always be the bridegroom and never the bride
	"you deserve to be horse-whipped
	But i've no horse", that joke's so shit
	And whips would only make it worse
	Don't tempt the lonely and perverse
	The casualties of casual sex
	The child of three with x-ray specs
	The conman low in self esteem
	The casanova in your dreams
	I'll scream and scream and scream until
	I've made myself critically ill
	In hospital, in case you're there
	In uniform, intensive care
	I know you'll be the death of me
	But what a cool death that would be
	I'd rather die than be deprived
	Of wonderbras and thunder thighs
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i'll always be the bridegroom and never the bride
	Bored of normality?
	Why not go daft?
	It's easy to do if you try
	Slide right back down that self-confident path
	You've just so laboriously climbed
	Pickle your liver and addle your brain
	Live the bohemian life
	Die young and penniless somewhere in spain
	Then again you could try just to live your own life
	In the way that you find most amusing
	I don't really care!
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i will always be the bridegroom and i will never be the bride

	zuo ci : Hannon
	Through a long and sleepless night
	I thought upon the jury' s plight
	If what is wrong can feel so right
	Then life' s no longer black and white
	It' s four o' clock and all' s not well
	In my private circle of hell
	I contemplate my navel hair
	And slowly slide into despair
	This rut has fast become a trench
	This smell has turned into the stench
	Of rotten dreams and stale ideals
	The past is snapping at my heels
	Oh danny boy the pipes are blocked
	With bedtime blues and future shock
	I know the best is yet to come
	But does it always take this long?
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i' ll always be the bridegroom and never the bride
	" you deserve to be horsewhipped
	But i' ve no horse", that joke' s so shit
	And whips would only make it worse
	Don' t tempt the lonely and perverse
	The casualties of casual sex
	The child of three with xray specs
	The conman low in self esteem
	The casanova in your dreams
	I' ll scream and scream and scream until
	I' ve made myself critically ill
	In hospital, in case you' re there
	In uniform, intensive care
	I know you' ll be the death of me
	But what a cool death that would be
	I' d rather die than be deprived
	Of wonderbras and thunder thighs
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i' ll always be the bridegroom and never the bride
	Bored of normality?
	Why not go daft?
	It' s easy to do if you try
	Slide right back down that selfconfident path
	You' ve just so laboriously climbed
	Pickle your liver and addle your brain
	Live the bohemian life
	Die young and penniless somewhere in spain
	Then again you could try just to live your own life
	In the way that you find most amusing
	I don' t really care!
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i will always be the bridegroom and i will never be the bride

	zuò cí : Hannon
	Through a long and sleepless night
	I thought upon the jury' s plight
	If what is wrong can feel so right
	Then life' s no longer black and white
	It' s four o' clock and all' s not well
	In my private circle of hell
	I contemplate my navel hair
	And slowly slide into despair
	This rut has fast become a trench
	This smell has turned into the stench
	Of rotten dreams and stale ideals
	The past is snapping at my heels
	Oh danny boy the pipes are blocked
	With bedtime blues and future shock
	I know the best is yet to come
	But does it always take this long?
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i' ll always be the bridegroom and never the bride
	" you deserve to be horsewhipped
	But i' ve no horse", that joke' s so shit
	And whips would only make it worse
	Don' t tempt the lonely and perverse
	The casualties of casual sex
	The child of three with xray specs
	The conman low in self esteem
	The casanova in your dreams
	I' ll scream and scream and scream until
	I' ve made myself critically ill
	In hospital, in case you' re there
	In uniform, intensive care
	I know you' ll be the death of me
	But what a cool death that would be
	I' d rather die than be deprived
	Of wonderbras and thunder thighs
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i' ll always be the bridegroom and never the bride
	Bored of normality?
	Why not go daft?
	It' s easy to do if you try
	Slide right back down that selfconfident path
	You' ve just so laboriously climbed
	Pickle your liver and addle your brain
	Live the bohemian life
	Die young and penniless somewhere in spain
	Then again you could try just to live your own life
	In the way that you find most amusing
	I don' t really care!
	I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
	But i will always be the bridegroom and i will never be the bride

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