| Song | Cannibal's Hymn |
| Artist | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
| Album | Abattoir Blues/The Lyre of Orpheus |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cave | |
| You have a heart and | |
| I have a key | |
| Lie back and let me unlock you | |
| Those heathens you hang with down by the sea | |
| All they want to do is defrock you | |
| I know a river, where we can dream | |
| It will swell up, burst it's banks, babe, and rock you | |
| But if you're gonna dine with them cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you're gonna get eaten | |
| But I'm glad you've come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is bruised but unbeaten | |
| And beating like a drum | |
| I will sit like a bird on a fence | |
| Sing you songs with a happy ending | |
| Swoop down and tell you that it don't make sense | |
| To attack the very thing you're defending | |
| Didn't I just buy that dress for you? | |
| That pink paper pinafore that you keep mending | |
| Well, if you're gonna dine with the cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you're gonna get eaten | |
| But I'm glad you've come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is banging and beating | |
| And banging like a gong | |
| I can see that they've hurt you, dear | |
| Here is some moonlight to cloak us | |
| And I will never desert you here | |
| Unpetaled among the crocus | |
| Allow me, my love, to allay your fear | |
| As I swim, in and out of focus | |
| But if you're gonna dine with the cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you're gonna get eaten | |
| But I'm glad you've come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is bruised but bleating | |
| And bleeding like a lamb | |
| Banging like a gong | |
| Beating like a drum |
| zuo ci : Cave | |
| You have a heart and | |
| I have a key | |
| Lie back and let me unlock you | |
| Those heathens you hang with down by the sea | |
| All they want to do is defrock you | |
| I know a river, where we can dream | |
| It will swell up, burst it' s banks, babe, and rock you | |
| But if you' re gonna dine with them cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you' re gonna get eaten | |
| But I' m glad you' ve come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is bruised but unbeaten | |
| And beating like a drum | |
| I will sit like a bird on a fence | |
| Sing you songs with a happy ending | |
| Swoop down and tell you that it don' t make sense | |
| To attack the very thing you' re defending | |
| Didn' t I just buy that dress for you? | |
| That pink paper pinafore that you keep mending | |
| Well, if you' re gonna dine with the cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you' re gonna get eaten | |
| But I' m glad you' ve come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is banging and beating | |
| And banging like a gong | |
| I can see that they' ve hurt you, dear | |
| Here is some moonlight to cloak us | |
| And I will never desert you here | |
| Unpetaled among the crocus | |
| Allow me, my love, to allay your fear | |
| As I swim, in and out of focus | |
| But if you' re gonna dine with the cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you' re gonna get eaten | |
| But I' m glad you' ve come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is bruised but bleating | |
| And bleeding like a lamb | |
| Banging like a gong | |
| Beating like a drum |
| zuò cí : Cave | |
| You have a heart and | |
| I have a key | |
| Lie back and let me unlock you | |
| Those heathens you hang with down by the sea | |
| All they want to do is defrock you | |
| I know a river, where we can dream | |
| It will swell up, burst it' s banks, babe, and rock you | |
| But if you' re gonna dine with them cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you' re gonna get eaten | |
| But I' m glad you' ve come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is bruised but unbeaten | |
| And beating like a drum | |
| I will sit like a bird on a fence | |
| Sing you songs with a happy ending | |
| Swoop down and tell you that it don' t make sense | |
| To attack the very thing you' re defending | |
| Didn' t I just buy that dress for you? | |
| That pink paper pinafore that you keep mending | |
| Well, if you' re gonna dine with the cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you' re gonna get eaten | |
| But I' m glad you' ve come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is banging and beating | |
| And banging like a gong | |
| I can see that they' ve hurt you, dear | |
| Here is some moonlight to cloak us | |
| And I will never desert you here | |
| Unpetaled among the crocus | |
| Allow me, my love, to allay your fear | |
| As I swim, in and out of focus | |
| But if you' re gonna dine with the cannibals | |
| Sooner or later, darling, you' re gonna get eaten | |
| But I' m glad you' ve come around here with your animals | |
| And your heart that is bruised but bleating | |
| And bleeding like a lamb | |
| Banging like a gong | |
| Beating like a drum |