「DANCING WITH MR.D.」の歌詞 The Rolling Stones
2009/4/28 リリース- 文字サイズ
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Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells thick
He never smiles his mouth merely twists
The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick
Now I know his name, he's gonna set you free
Human skulls is hanging right round his neck
The palms of my hands feel clammy and wet
I was dancing dancing dancing so free
I was dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing Lord take you hands off me
Dancing with Mister D., with Mister D., with Mister D.
Will it be poison in my glass
Will it be slow or will it be fast
The bite of a snake, the sting of a spider
A drink of belladonna of a Toussaint night
Hiding round a corner in New York city
Looking down a 44 in West Virginia
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing with Mister D.
Mister D., Mister D., Mister D., Mister D.
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing Lord take your hands off me
Dancing with Mister D., Mister D., Mister D.
One night I was dancing with a lady in black
Wearing balck silk gloves and a black silk hat
She looked at me longing with black velvet eyes
She gazed at me strange all cunning and wise
Then I saw the flesh just fall of her bones
The eyes in her skull were just burning like coals
Lord have mercy fire and brimstone
I was dancing with Mister D.
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing Lord take your hands off me
Dancing with Mister D.
The air smells sweet, the air smells thick
He never smiles his mouth merely twists
The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick
Now I know his name, he's gonna set you free
Human skulls is hanging right round his neck
The palms of my hands feel clammy and wet
I was dancing dancing dancing so free
I was dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing Lord take you hands off me
Dancing with Mister D., with Mister D., with Mister D.
Will it be poison in my glass
Will it be slow or will it be fast
The bite of a snake, the sting of a spider
A drink of belladonna of a Toussaint night
Hiding round a corner in New York city
Looking down a 44 in West Virginia
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing with Mister D.
Mister D., Mister D., Mister D., Mister D.
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing Lord take your hands off me
Dancing with Mister D., Mister D., Mister D.
One night I was dancing with a lady in black
Wearing balck silk gloves and a black silk hat
She looked at me longing with black velvet eyes
She gazed at me strange all cunning and wise
Then I saw the flesh just fall of her bones
The eyes in her skull were just burning like coals
Lord have mercy fire and brimstone
I was dancing with Mister D.
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing Lord take your hands off me
Dancing with Mister D.