歌曲 | Angel City |
歌手 | Helicopter Girl |
专辑 | Voodoo Chic |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Joyce | |
Angels in the heaven, demons on the ground | |
My head is spinning somewhere in between | |
Homes that look like mansions not so far away | |
From the cardboard ones that make our streets unclean | |
Lord, I don't know why, I just wound up here | |
I can outrun the pain but I can't explain | |
Why I can't outrun the fear | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
And here in angel city | |
There just ain't enough angels to go around | |
Demons cast their blanket of darkness | |
On the ground like nightfall | |
We confuse with the magic in the air | |
Oh, see that girl with the day-glow, halo | |
She ain't been here long at all | |
Says someday she's going back | |
If she can just remember where | |
The guy sleeping on the street | |
Yeah, I wonder, does he pray? | |
I wonder about me, why I don't get up and leave | |
When I ain't got no reason to stay | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
And here in angel city | |
There just ain't enough angels to go around | |
Yeah, they say this town is like quicksand | |
I say, 'It's time, that I take my life | |
Into my own hands, yeah, yeah' | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
Here in angel city there just ain't | |
Ain't enough angels to go 'round | |
There just ain't enough angels to go around |
zuo qu : Joyce | |
Angels in the heaven, demons on the ground | |
My head is spinning somewhere in between | |
Homes that look like mansions not so far away | |
From the cardboard ones that make our streets unclean | |
Lord, I don' t know why, I just wound up here | |
I can outrun the pain but I can' t explain | |
Why I can' t outrun the fear | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
And here in angel city | |
There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
Demons cast their blanket of darkness | |
On the ground like nightfall | |
We confuse with the magic in the air | |
Oh, see that girl with the dayglow, halo | |
She ain' t been here long at all | |
Says someday she' s going back | |
If she can just remember where | |
The guy sleeping on the street | |
Yeah, I wonder, does he pray? | |
I wonder about me, why I don' t get up and leave | |
When I ain' t got no reason to stay | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
And here in angel city | |
There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
Yeah, they say this town is like quicksand | |
I say, ' It' s time, that I take my life | |
Into my own hands, yeah, yeah' | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
Here in angel city there just ain' t | |
Ain' t enough angels to go ' round | |
There just ain' t enough angels to go around |
zuò qǔ : Joyce | |
Angels in the heaven, demons on the ground | |
My head is spinning somewhere in between | |
Homes that look like mansions not so far away | |
From the cardboard ones that make our streets unclean | |
Lord, I don' t know why, I just wound up here | |
I can outrun the pain but I can' t explain | |
Why I can' t outrun the fear | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
And here in angel city | |
There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
Demons cast their blanket of darkness | |
On the ground like nightfall | |
We confuse with the magic in the air | |
Oh, see that girl with the dayglow, halo | |
She ain' t been here long at all | |
Says someday she' s going back | |
If she can just remember where | |
The guy sleeping on the street | |
Yeah, I wonder, does he pray? | |
I wonder about me, why I don' t get up and leave | |
When I ain' t got no reason to stay | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
And here in angel city | |
There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
Yeah, they say this town is like quicksand | |
I say, ' It' s time, that I take my life | |
Into my own hands, yeah, yeah' | |
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
Stayed back in my hometown | |
Here in angel city there just ain' t | |
Ain' t enough angels to go ' round | |
There just ain' t enough angels to go around |