歌曲 | Small Town |
歌手 | Morcheeba |
专辑 | Who Can You Trust? |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Edwards, Godfrey, Godfrey | |
you feel frozen | |
but you've been chosen | |
you lay there drunken | |
your dreams seem sunken | |
your world's a small world | |
and you break the rules | |
you're one big fish | |
in a pool of fools | |
tired of serving up you town | |
tired of wearing that crown | |
tired of sliding up and down | |
tired of being you | |
your work's no future | |
your girl don't suit you | |
the bar won't serve you | |
you have no nerve to | |
take a break | |
from this sad old school | |
accross the lake | |
lies a place that's cool | |
run you've got a place to go | |
run you've got a boat to row | |
run you've got a face to show | |
run while you can | |
the high street's sleeping | |
as friday's creeping | |
the shops are open | |
but their minds are closed | |
how's it going | |
but it's not their concern | |
they talkin' stuff about you | |
that you never learn | |
smile, you're on your own | |
smile, 'cause you've outgrown | |
smile, you lost your home | |
smile to yourself | |
zuo ci : Edwards, Godfrey, Godfrey | |
you feel frozen | |
but you' ve been chosen | |
you lay there drunken | |
your dreams seem sunken | |
your world' s a small world | |
and you break the rules | |
you' re one big fish | |
in a pool of fools | |
tired of serving up you town | |
tired of wearing that crown | |
tired of sliding up and down | |
tired of being you | |
your work' s no future | |
your girl don' t suit you | |
the bar won' t serve you | |
you have no nerve to | |
take a break | |
from this sad old school | |
accross the lake | |
lies a place that' s cool | |
run you' ve got a place to go | |
run you' ve got a boat to row | |
run you' ve got a face to show | |
run while you can | |
the high street' s sleeping | |
as friday' s creeping | |
the shops are open | |
but their minds are closed | |
how' s it going | |
but it' s not their concern | |
they talkin' stuff about you | |
that you never learn | |
smile, you' re on your own | |
smile, ' cause you' ve outgrown | |
smile, you lost your home | |
smile to yourself | |
zuò cí : Edwards, Godfrey, Godfrey | |
you feel frozen | |
but you' ve been chosen | |
you lay there drunken | |
your dreams seem sunken | |
your world' s a small world | |
and you break the rules | |
you' re one big fish | |
in a pool of fools | |
tired of serving up you town | |
tired of wearing that crown | |
tired of sliding up and down | |
tired of being you | |
your work' s no future | |
your girl don' t suit you | |
the bar won' t serve you | |
you have no nerve to | |
take a break | |
from this sad old school | |
accross the lake | |
lies a place that' s cool | |
run you' ve got a place to go | |
run you' ve got a boat to row | |
run you' ve got a face to show | |
run while you can | |
the high street' s sleeping | |
as friday' s creeping | |
the shops are open | |
but their minds are closed | |
how' s it going | |
but it' s not their concern | |
they talkin' stuff about you | |
that you never learn | |
smile, you' re on your own | |
smile, ' cause you' ve outgrown | |
smile, you lost your home | |
smile to yourself | |