Alone, listless. Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room.
Young girl, violence. Center of her own attention, no, no.
Mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it.
Tries to make her proud. Yeah.
The shades go down into her head.
Painted room. Can't deny there's something wrong.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down.
She will rise above. Ooh... Woh.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
The shades go down. (x4)
Woh...
I see a girl of the night with a baby in her hand.
Under an old street light. Oh, next to a garbage can.
Now she's put her kid away. She's going to get a hit.
She hates her life and what she's done with it.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Oh...
He won the lotery when he was born. Yeah.
A big hand slaped the white male american.
Do no wrong. So clean cut. Dirty his hands it comes right off.
Police man. (x2)
Ooohhh...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Alone, listless. Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room.
Young girl, violence. Center of her own attention, no, no.
Mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it.
Tries to make her proud. Yeah.
The shades go down into her head.
Painted room. Can't deny there's something wrong.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down.
She will rise above. Ooh... Woh.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
The shades go down. (x4)
Woh...
I see a girl of the night with a baby in her hand.
Under an old street light. Oh, next to a garbage can.
Now she's put her kid away. She's going to get a hit.
She hates her life and what she's done with it.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Oh...
He won the lotery when he was born. Yeah.
A big hand slaped the white male american.
Do no wrong. So clean cut. Dirty his hands it comes right off.
Police man. (x2)
Ooohhh...
📝 纯歌词版本
Alone, listless. Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room.
Young girl, violence. Center of her own attention, no, no.
Mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it.
Tries to make her proud. Yeah.
The shades go down into her head.
Painted room. Can't deny there's something wrong.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down.
She will rise above. Ooh... Woh.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
The shades go down. (x4)
Woh...
I see a girl of the night with a baby in her hand.
Under an old street light. Oh, next to a garbage can.
Now she's put her kid away. She's going to get a hit.
She hates her life and what she's done with it.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Oh...
He won the lotery when he was born. Yeah.
A big hand slaped the white male american.
Do no wrong. So clean cut. Dirty his hands it comes right off.
Police man. (x2)
Ooohhh...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Alone, listless. Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room.
Young girl, violence. Center of her own attention, no, no.
Mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it.
Tries to make her proud. Yeah.
The shades go down into her head.
Painted room. Can't deny there's something wrong.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down.
She will rise above. Ooh... Woh.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
The shades go down. (x4)
Woh...
I see a girl of the night with a baby in her hand.
Under an old street light. Oh, next to a garbage can.
Now she's put her kid away. She's going to get a hit.
She hates her life and what she's done with it.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.
That's one more kid that will never go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Oh...
He won the lotery when he was born. Yeah.
A big hand slaped the white male american.
Do no wrong. So clean cut. Dirty his hands it comes right off.
Police man. (x2)
Ooohhh...
Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again
Oh, feelin' maybe he'll see a little better set a days, oh yeah
Oh, hand out faces that he...
Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart?
Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got?
I get the words and then I get to thinking...
I seem to recognize your face
Haunting, familiar, yet I can't seem to place it
Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
Lifetimes are catc...
Drive down the street, can't find the keys to my own ******* home
I take a walk, so I can curse my ass for being dumb
I make a right after the arches,...
Light green to green, dark green, brown.
Every life is falling down.
Brown to black, it's coming back.
Dies to be part of the ground.
Seed to seedling...
sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette
thinks he'll get the girl, he'll only get the mechanic
what's missing? he's living a day he'll ...
see this needle...a see my hand...
well here it comes...i touch the plane...
turn me up...won't turn you away...
pull it out...a paper sleeve...
oh, m...
Pearl Jam
Miscellaneous
Leaving here
Hey fellas have you heard the news? Oh yeah.
The women in this town are being missused. Oh yeah.
Yeah I seen it a...