作曲 : Maginn, Moke | |
In the crowd, carrying a knife. | |
Why should I worry, when there's nothing only fading lights | |
This plan of mine, | |
I thought it up quick in a place where the sun don't shine. | |
I'm sure when I was born they must have broke the mould | |
Cause what's the use of living, when you're always out in the cold | |
This plan of mine | |
Every bead of sweat, is a hill that I've had to climb | |
Oh for the life of a sweet child | |
Just to know love in you life | |
Mother quick, mother quick, mother quick | |
My soul's alight | |
See the crowd, see the crowd, see the crowd, | |
On this hot bed night! | |
This plan of mine | |
Sweet is the seed, so sweet as the darkest soul. | |
Oh for the life of a sweet child | |
Just to know love in your life | |
Mine is the dream | |
In this cold light | |
Seeing it all disappear. |
zuo qu : Maginn, Moke | |
In the crowd, carrying a knife. | |
Why should I worry, when there' s nothing only fading lights | |
This plan of mine, | |
I thought it up quick in a place where the sun don' t shine. | |
I' m sure when I was born they must have broke the mould | |
Cause what' s the use of living, when you' re always out in the cold | |
This plan of mine | |
Every bead of sweat, is a hill that I' ve had to climb | |
Oh for the life of a sweet child | |
Just to know love in you life | |
Mother quick, mother quick, mother quick | |
My soul' s alight | |
See the crowd, see the crowd, see the crowd, | |
On this hot bed night! | |
This plan of mine | |
Sweet is the seed, so sweet as the darkest soul. | |
Oh for the life of a sweet child | |
Just to know love in your life | |
Mine is the dream | |
In this cold light | |
Seeing it all disappear. |
zuò qǔ : Maginn, Moke | |
In the crowd, carrying a knife. | |
Why should I worry, when there' s nothing only fading lights | |
This plan of mine, | |
I thought it up quick in a place where the sun don' t shine. | |
I' m sure when I was born they must have broke the mould | |
Cause what' s the use of living, when you' re always out in the cold | |
This plan of mine | |
Every bead of sweat, is a hill that I' ve had to climb | |
Oh for the life of a sweet child | |
Just to know love in you life | |
Mother quick, mother quick, mother quick | |
My soul' s alight | |
See the crowd, see the crowd, see the crowd, | |
On this hot bed night! | |
This plan of mine | |
Sweet is the seed, so sweet as the darkest soul. | |
Oh for the life of a sweet child | |
Just to know love in your life | |
Mine is the dream | |
In this cold light | |
Seeing it all disappear. |