Distorted Angel

Distorted Angel - Elvis Costello (埃爾維斯 科斯特洛)

Strange things seem to occur

Somewhere behind the nursery door

Though I was just a bit of a kid

It was the bit that she was looking for

Now I don't know where to begin

Confessing

The way she's making me feel

It can't be a sin

I was taught to believe

You were looking down on everyone

And your benevolent face

Is beautiful to gaze upon

Now I just don't know who to tell

To go to hell

Who put the old devil in the

Distorted angel

Distorted angel

Pure illuminated sweetness

Frightening small children is

Just about your only weakness

I thought that you would tell me what I'm living for

But I can't see you anymore

I don't know what we did

But I'm sorry if it

Made you cry

And if there's any justice at all I'd be punished

For it I'd surmise

It will mark the spot very well

Where I fell

Under the shadow of the

Distorted angel

Beneath the shadow of the

Distorted angel

Below the shadow of the

Distorted angel

Angel

Beneath the shadow of the

Distorted angel

Below the shadow of the

Distorted angel

Angel