Gates of Hell 歌词

You’re a bird in a cage Winchester geese will be your trade I put my daughter on the street Bait the hook and money reap So the old men they do come Buy you flowers and have fun No one there protected you Your dad’s happy that you’re used She was born in the big city In the middle of a slum My name’s Shig, pass for her papa, A harlot was her mum Flower-seller on the street there You, the outcast, they all stare Selling flowers open wide In this town with no pride You’re a child, you do try Watching others watch them die For 20 years you’ll survive “Buy my flowers,” you will cry Shunning found her on the street Selling flowers looking sweet She smiled, he licked his lips Shun his lust hits Selling flowers every day Your soul damned so they say So pretty soon your life is done All that lust has been and come