You Haven't Found It Yet 歌词
| 歌曲 | You Haven't Found It Yet |
| 歌手 | The Fall |
| 专辑 | Shift-Work |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Scanlon, Smith | |
| You haven't found it yet, | |
| Haven't found it yet. | |
| Look at the glass, turn your head | |
| You haven't found it yet. | |
| Moving down the lane inside | |
| It's flashy camden town | |
| It's that london lyric again | |
| You haven't found it yet. | |
| Impulses crowd your head | |
| Too much to be absorbed | |
| You're into the top shackle | |
| Mental saw-down of your head.* | |
| Which bemoans a simple fact. | |
| You haven't found it yet. | |
| It seemed so clear in bed | |
| It's dark but your legs, they are dead | |
| Your pen is encombed in mattress | |
| You're not going to get it yet | |
| You haven't found it yet | |
| You're dying but still warm | |
| Put this writing on your tomb | |
| Spit out with dying breath | |
| You haven't found it yet. | |
| I dictate | |
| Transcribe | |
| Relations | |
| Dear cousin | |
| It's destiny. | |
| The grist that curtails the mill | |
| Shall make us strong |
| zuo ci : Scanlon, Smith | |
| You haven' t found it yet, | |
| Haven' t found it yet. | |
| Look at the glass, turn your head | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| Moving down the lane inside | |
| It' s flashy camden town | |
| It' s that london lyric again | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| Impulses crowd your head | |
| Too much to be absorbed | |
| You' re into the top shackle | |
| Mental sawdown of your head. | |
| Which bemoans a simple fact. | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| It seemed so clear in bed | |
| It' s dark but your legs, they are dead | |
| Your pen is encombed in mattress | |
| You' re not going to get it yet | |
| You haven' t found it yet | |
| You' re dying but still warm | |
| Put this writing on your tomb | |
| Spit out with dying breath | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| I dictate | |
| Transcribe | |
| Relations | |
| Dear cousin | |
| It' s destiny. | |
| The grist that curtails the mill | |
| Shall make us strong |
| zuò cí : Scanlon, Smith | |
| You haven' t found it yet, | |
| Haven' t found it yet. | |
| Look at the glass, turn your head | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| Moving down the lane inside | |
| It' s flashy camden town | |
| It' s that london lyric again | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| Impulses crowd your head | |
| Too much to be absorbed | |
| You' re into the top shackle | |
| Mental sawdown of your head. | |
| Which bemoans a simple fact. | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| It seemed so clear in bed | |
| It' s dark but your legs, they are dead | |
| Your pen is encombed in mattress | |
| You' re not going to get it yet | |
| You haven' t found it yet | |
| You' re dying but still warm | |
| Put this writing on your tomb | |
| Spit out with dying breath | |
| You haven' t found it yet. | |
| I dictate | |
| Transcribe | |
| Relations | |
| Dear cousin | |
| It' s destiny. | |
| The grist that curtails the mill | |
| Shall make us strong |
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