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Amy Winehouse,英国的犹太人,一生放荡不羁,爵士乐才华优异,沧桑的嘶哑嗓音别具一格,滥用毒品,卒于27岁。
自我介绍时,我常常说,本人少时严格学习古典起家,而现在口味广泛。可这多少算扯淡,所谓的口味广泛大部分只扩散到pop和rock。我不用任何毒品,我中规中矩在快板慢板急板的章法之间游走,然而听到这首歌,我被震撼了,节奏、配乐、曲调,再加上那深含无奈的灵魂的堕落歌词。
在精力充沛的27岁逝去是否可惜?可是惊世骇俗的一切事早就过完,何必在剩下的重复无趣的日夜中空啼过去?这是一个充满争议的灵魂爵士女歌手的代表作。看尽人世繁华,却在心底深深孤独,抗拒暖意,不相信别人,不相信自己。
“我欺骗自己,可你本该知我绝非善类”。
[Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,
You say "Why did you do it with him today?"
"And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
'Cause you're my fella, my guy.
Hand me your Stella and fly,
by the time I'm out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you, I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy,
he's in a place but I can't give joy.
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say "when we married,"
Cause you're not bitter,
"there'll be none of him no more"
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain,
We're like how we were again,
I'm in the tub, you on the seat,
Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
Then you notice little carpet burns,
my stomach drops and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself,Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
Year You know that I'm no good.
自我介绍时,我常常说,本人少时严格学习古典起家,而现在口味广泛。可这多少算扯淡,所谓的口味广泛大部分只扩散到pop和rock。我不用任何毒品,我中规中矩在快板慢板急板的章法之间游走,然而听到这首歌,我被震撼了,节奏、配乐、曲调,再加上那深含无奈的灵魂的堕落歌词。
在精力充沛的27岁逝去是否可惜?可是惊世骇俗的一切事早就过完,何必在剩下的重复无趣的日夜中空啼过去?这是一个充满争议的灵魂爵士女歌手的代表作。看尽人世繁华,却在心底深深孤独,抗拒暖意,不相信别人,不相信自己。
“我欺骗自己,可你本该知我绝非善类”。
[Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,
You say "Why did you do it with him today?"
"And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
'Cause you're my fella, my guy.
Hand me your Stella and fly,
by the time I'm out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you, I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy,
he's in a place but I can't give joy.
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say "when we married,"
Cause you're not bitter,
"there'll be none of him no more"
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain,
We're like how we were again,
I'm in the tub, you on the seat,
Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
Then you notice little carpet burns,
my stomach drops and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself,Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
Year You know that I'm no good.