歌手:The Smiths
专辑:《The Smiths》

作词 : Morrissey/Johnny Marr
作曲 : Morrissey/Johnny Marr
Upon the sand upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :
"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"
And Sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh

End of the pier end of the bay
You tug my arm and say : "Give in to lust
Give up to lust oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust "
Oh I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am
And Sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really
Oh
I could have been wild and I could have
Been free

But Nature played this trick on me
She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And I'm too delicate
Then on the sand
Another man he takes her hand
A smile lights up her stupid face
(and well it would)
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith
Oh
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds