歌曲 | Something's Gotta Blow |
歌手 | Joan Armatrading |
专辑 | Live at Royal Albert Hall |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Smell of a man | |
Smell of musk | |
The noise of the train | |
From morning till dusk | |
The up escalator broken down | |
The clothes on my back | |
Look like they were taken out of the laundry basket | |
To weary to wash | |
To weary to wash | |
Now there's hordes of people | |
Pushing and shoving | |
Sizzling noises coming out of their ears | |
Hold on to the strap | |
Or hold on to a stranger | |
Hope that stranger's day has not been too hard | |
Aggression builds up | |
When the going is slow | |
And you're packed like sardines | |
Something's gotta blow | |
Something's gotta blow | |
When you work so hard | |
And the sweat pours down on you | |
Something's gotta blow | |
When your pay don't match | |
The work you slave | |
And the pain you get | |
Something's gotta blow | |
Please stand on the right | |
So I can pass on the left | |
Cos Something's gotta blow | |
Something's gotta blow | |
Something's gotta blow | |
Dodging the fare | |
Ain't worth the crime | |
Think of your loved ones | |
Whilst you’re doing your time | |
Being met at the station | |
No better thrill | |
Than that 4x4 cruiser | |
Coming over the hill | |
Bringing love and relief | |
From the noise and the heat | |
From the suicide jumpers | |
From that head nodding sleep | |
From the smell of burgers | |
And the rustling of sweets | |
Someone lend me your phone | |
So I can say which train to meet | |
Let me say which train to meet | |
Something's gotta blow | |
When you work so hard | |
And the sweat pours down on you | |
Something's gotta blow | |
When your pay don't match | |
The work you slave | |
And the pain you get | |
Something's gotta blow | |
Please stand on the right | |
So I can pass on the left | |
Cos something's gotta blow | |
Something's gotta blow |
Smell of a man | |
Smell of musk | |
The noise of the train | |
From morning till dusk | |
The up escalator broken down | |
The clothes on my back | |
Look like they were taken out of the laundry basket | |
To weary to wash | |
To weary to wash | |
Now there' s hordes of people | |
Pushing and shoving | |
Sizzling noises coming out of their ears | |
Hold on to the strap | |
Or hold on to a stranger | |
Hope that stranger' s day has not been too hard | |
Aggression builds up | |
When the going is slow | |
And you' re packed like sardines | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When you work so hard | |
And the sweat pours down on you | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When your pay don' t match | |
The work you slave | |
And the pain you get | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Please stand on the right | |
So I can pass on the left | |
Cos Something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Dodging the fare | |
Ain' t worth the crime | |
Think of your loved ones | |
Whilst you' re doing your time | |
Being met at the station | |
No better thrill | |
Than that 4x4 cruiser | |
Coming over the hill | |
Bringing love and relief | |
From the noise and the heat | |
From the suicide jumpers | |
From that head nodding sleep | |
From the smell of burgers | |
And the rustling of sweets | |
Someone lend me your phone | |
So I can say which train to meet | |
Let me say which train to meet | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When you work so hard | |
And the sweat pours down on you | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When your pay don' t match | |
The work you slave | |
And the pain you get | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Please stand on the right | |
So I can pass on the left | |
Cos something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow |
Smell of a man | |
Smell of musk | |
The noise of the train | |
From morning till dusk | |
The up escalator broken down | |
The clothes on my back | |
Look like they were taken out of the laundry basket | |
To weary to wash | |
To weary to wash | |
Now there' s hordes of people | |
Pushing and shoving | |
Sizzling noises coming out of their ears | |
Hold on to the strap | |
Or hold on to a stranger | |
Hope that stranger' s day has not been too hard | |
Aggression builds up | |
When the going is slow | |
And you' re packed like sardines | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When you work so hard | |
And the sweat pours down on you | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When your pay don' t match | |
The work you slave | |
And the pain you get | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Please stand on the right | |
So I can pass on the left | |
Cos Something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Dodging the fare | |
Ain' t worth the crime | |
Think of your loved ones | |
Whilst you' re doing your time | |
Being met at the station | |
No better thrill | |
Than that 4x4 cruiser | |
Coming over the hill | |
Bringing love and relief | |
From the noise and the heat | |
From the suicide jumpers | |
From that head nodding sleep | |
From the smell of burgers | |
And the rustling of sweets | |
Someone lend me your phone | |
So I can say which train to meet | |
Let me say which train to meet | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When you work so hard | |
And the sweat pours down on you | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
When your pay don' t match | |
The work you slave | |
And the pain you get | |
Something' s gotta blow | |
Please stand on the right | |
So I can pass on the left | |
Cos something' s gotta blow | |
Something' s gotta blow |