Coming Down (Edit)-The Cult

作词 : Astbury, Duffy You dirty hippie girl Your soft lips make me swirl I despise all of your lies I'm not the prodigal son I'm not the chosen one I'm just a man of good intention Hey-hey-hey Come on home Hey-hey-hey Your horses terrify me I can't work out why The things you say are not ok I'm not the prodigal son I'm not the chosen one Why can't you decide When you chastise me? Whoa I'm coming down Coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken I'm coming down I'm coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud Your dying flowers stink They smell like rotten ink From a poison pen So I wrote on your head Well, just how deep you'll go From whence you came, and don't you know? Whoa, innocence Your winter's so harsh in your heart I'm coming down Coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down Yeah-hey... You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud Pushin' me harder Pushin' me harder Pushin' me harder Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm coming down I'm coming, coming down You baptise me, oh yeah I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down, whoa yeah Coming down You baptise me, yeah I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, his drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down Well, I'm still mad Yeah, your drug tongue spoken true