Going down a dirty inner city side road 下去一个肮脏的贫民区辅路

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Madness passed me by, she smiled hi 疯狂的从我身边走过，她笑着喜

I nodded 我点点头

Looked up as the sky began to cry 抬头仰望的天空哭了起来

She shot it. 她出手吧。

Met a girl from Dearborn, early six o'clock this morn 从迪尔伯恩，早六时这个早上遇到一个女孩

A cold fact 冷的事实

Asked about her bag, suburbia's such a drag 当被问及她的包，郊区的这么拽

Won't go back 不回去

'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas here 因为爸爸不容许任何新的想法在这里

And now he sees the news, but the picture's not too clear. 而现在，他看到的消息，但画面不是太清楚。

Mama, Papa, stop 妈妈，爸爸，停止

Treasure what you got 你得到了什么宝物

Soon you may be caught 不久，你可能会被抓

Without it 没有它

The curfew's set for eight 宵禁的八集

Will it ever all be straight 他会不会全部是直

I doubt it. 我对此表示怀疑。

7 jealous fools playing by her rules 7嫉妒傻瓜她遵守游戏规则

Can't believe her 不能相信她

He feels so in between, can't break the scene 他觉得这样在两者之间，无法突破的情景

It would grieve her 这令她悲伤

And that's the reason why he must cry 这就是为什么他必须哭的原因

He'll never leave her. 他永远不会离开她。

Crooked children, yellow chalk 歪儿，黄色粉笔

writing on the concrete walk 写在混凝土步行

Their King died 他们的国王去世

Drinking from a Judas cup, 从犹大杯喝，

looking down but seeing up 向下看，但看到了

Sweet red wine 甜红葡萄酒

'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas here 因为爸爸不容许任何新的想法在这里

And now you hear the music 现在你听到的音乐

but the words don't sound too clear. 但话不健全昭然若揭。

Mama, Papa, stop 妈妈，爸爸，停止

Treasure what you got 你得到了什么宝物

Soon you may be caught 不久，你可能会被抓

Without it 没有它

The curfew's set for eight 宵禁的八集

Will it ever all be straight 他会不会全部是直

I doubt it. 我对此表示怀疑。

Going down a dusty, Georgian side road 下去尘土飞扬，格鲁吉亚辅路

I wonder 我想知道

The wind splashed in my face 风泼在我的脸上

can smell a trace 可以闻到一丝

Of thunder. 。雷