歌曲 | Skeleton Crew |
歌手 | Webb Wilder |
专辑 | Hybrid Vigor |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Feild, Fiels | |
Skeleton Crew | |
This is one of those | |
Joints that never close | |
The waitress looks tired | |
The bartender does too | |
It's down to me and you | |
And the skeleton crew | |
It's close to winter's edge | |
The city's playing dead | |
The stars seem so small | |
And all we have we can't let them fall | |
It's up to me and you | |
And the skeleton crew | |
When you're tied to the graveyard shift | |
You seldom pass the time of day | |
In the stillness the sirens call | |
And the world makes do | |
With the skeleton crew | |
When morning comes around | |
It's a different town | |
The shadows change | |
In the grey light they just slip away | |
The same is true | |
Of the skeleton crew | |
When you're tied to the graveyard shift | |
You seldom pass the time of day | |
In the stillness the sirens call | |
And the world makes do | |
With the skeleton crew | |
It's time I made the most | |
Of what's left of the night | |
We can chance the streets | |
Go to my place and shake out the chill | |
We could make our move | |
And lose the skeleton crew | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na |
zuo ci : Feild, Fiels | |
Skeleton Crew | |
This is one of those | |
Joints that never close | |
The waitress looks tired | |
The bartender does too | |
It' s down to me and you | |
And the skeleton crew | |
It' s close to winter' s edge | |
The city' s playing dead | |
The stars seem so small | |
And all we have we can' t let them fall | |
It' s up to me and you | |
And the skeleton crew | |
When you' re tied to the graveyard shift | |
You seldom pass the time of day | |
In the stillness the sirens call | |
And the world makes do | |
With the skeleton crew | |
When morning comes around | |
It' s a different town | |
The shadows change | |
In the grey light they just slip away | |
The same is true | |
Of the skeleton crew | |
When you' re tied to the graveyard shift | |
You seldom pass the time of day | |
In the stillness the sirens call | |
And the world makes do | |
With the skeleton crew | |
It' s time I made the most | |
Of what' s left of the night | |
We can chance the streets | |
Go to my place and shake out the chill | |
We could make our move | |
And lose the skeleton crew | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na |
zuò cí : Feild, Fiels | |
Skeleton Crew | |
This is one of those | |
Joints that never close | |
The waitress looks tired | |
The bartender does too | |
It' s down to me and you | |
And the skeleton crew | |
It' s close to winter' s edge | |
The city' s playing dead | |
The stars seem so small | |
And all we have we can' t let them fall | |
It' s up to me and you | |
And the skeleton crew | |
When you' re tied to the graveyard shift | |
You seldom pass the time of day | |
In the stillness the sirens call | |
And the world makes do | |
With the skeleton crew | |
When morning comes around | |
It' s a different town | |
The shadows change | |
In the grey light they just slip away | |
The same is true | |
Of the skeleton crew | |
When you' re tied to the graveyard shift | |
You seldom pass the time of day | |
In the stillness the sirens call | |
And the world makes do | |
With the skeleton crew | |
It' s time I made the most | |
Of what' s left of the night | |
We can chance the streets | |
Go to my place and shake out the chill | |
We could make our move | |
And lose the skeleton crew | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na | |
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na |