License To Kill - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛)

Written by：Bob Dylan

Man thinks because he rules the earth

He can do with it as he please

And if things don't change soon he will

Oh man has invented his doom

First step was touching the moon

Now there's a woman on my block

She just sit there as the night grows still

She say who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away his license to kill

Now they take him and they teach him

And they groom him for life

And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill

Then they bury him with stars

Sell his body like they do used cars

Now there's a woman on my block

She just sit there facing the hill

She say who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away oh his license to kill

Now he's hell bent for destruction he's afraid and confused

And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill

All he believe are his eyes

And his eyes they just tell him lies

But there's a woman on my block

Sitting there in a cold chill

She say who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away oh his license to kill

May be a noisemaker spirit maker

Heart breaker back breaker

Leave no stone unturned

May be an actor in a plot

That might be all that you got

Till your error

Till your error

Till your error

Till your error

Till your error you clearly learn

Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool

When he sees his reflection he's fulfilled

Man is opposed to fair play

He wants it all and he wants it his way

Now there's a woman on my blocks

She just sit there as the night grows still

She say who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away oh his license to kill

Who gonna take away

Who gonna take away

Oh his license to kill