歌曲 | Thru the Rhythm |
歌手 | 13th Floor Elevators |
专辑 | The Psychedelic Sounds of the 13th Floor ... |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : Hall, Sutherland |
[00:11.660] | Thru the rhythm of darkened times |
[00:12.913] | Painted black by knowledge crimes |
[00:16.418] | And repetitions pointless mime |
[00:19.923] | Instilling values the sick define |
[00:24.421] | That keeps the fabric that keeps you blind |
[00:27.913] | And ties your hands and cloaks your mind |
[00:31.919] | But on my stilts, I'm above the slime |
[00:35.670] | Come on up if you can make the climb, but who am I? |
[00:42.670] | Who am I? Who am I? |
[00:52.675] | I've smelled the stench from the fumes that rise |
[00:56.163] | From the books that rehash the same old lies |
[00:59.677] | I felt the panic that they disguise |
[01:03.919] | In the forms of laws of every size |
[01:08.168] | I've heard the teachers whine and make me drop out like flies |
[01:11.924] | But you know they teach you nonsense, cause they can't blind your eyes |
[01:15.670] | I've seen the fools gold that they pawn off as their prize |
[01:19.913] | To the average standard the norm supplies, but where am I? |
[01:26.671] | Where am I? Where am I? |
[01:36.413] | You've gobbled all the blessings they caused you to digest |
[01:47.666] | They may be hard to swallow, but they keep your tongue depressed |
[01:51.412] | Your scattered whims were born depressed |
[01:55.164] | So when something slams your chest |
[01:59.410] | You flutter about, you're sleek distressed |
[02:03.416] | And when you stop to ease your breast |
[02:07.410] | A scattered rim leaves you obsessed |
[02:11.416] | While solid thoughts are soon suppressed, but where are you? |
[02:17.663] | Oh, where are you? Hey! Where are you? |
[02:26.169] | Where are you? |
[02:35.659] | Where are you? |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Hall, Sutherland |
[00:11.660] | Thru the rhythm of darkened times |
[00:12.913] | Painted black by knowledge crimes |
[00:16.418] | And repetitions pointless mime |
[00:19.923] | Instilling values the sick define |
[00:24.421] | That keeps the fabric that keeps you blind |
[00:27.913] | And ties your hands and cloaks your mind |
[00:31.919] | But on my stilts, I' m above the slime |
[00:35.670] | Come on up if you can make the climb, but who am I? |
[00:42.670] | Who am I? Who am I? |
[00:52.675] | I' ve smelled the stench from the fumes that rise |
[00:56.163] | From the books that rehash the same old lies |
[00:59.677] | I felt the panic that they disguise |
[01:03.919] | In the forms of laws of every size |
[01:08.168] | I' ve heard the teachers whine and make me drop out like flies |
[01:11.924] | But you know they teach you nonsense, cause they can' t blind your eyes |
[01:15.670] | I' ve seen the fools gold that they pawn off as their prize |
[01:19.913] | To the average standard the norm supplies, but where am I? |
[01:26.671] | Where am I? Where am I? |
[01:36.413] | You' ve gobbled all the blessings they caused you to digest |
[01:47.666] | They may be hard to swallow, but they keep your tongue depressed |
[01:51.412] | Your scattered whims were born depressed |
[01:55.164] | So when something slams your chest |
[01:59.410] | You flutter about, you' re sleek distressed |
[02:03.416] | And when you stop to ease your breast |
[02:07.410] | A scattered rim leaves you obsessed |
[02:11.416] | While solid thoughts are soon suppressed, but where are you? |
[02:17.663] | Oh, where are you? Hey! Where are you? |
[02:26.169] | Where are you? |
[02:35.659] | Where are you? |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Hall, Sutherland |
[00:11.660] | Thru the rhythm of darkened times |
[00:12.913] | Painted black by knowledge crimes |
[00:16.418] | And repetitions pointless mime |
[00:19.923] | Instilling values the sick define |
[00:24.421] | That keeps the fabric that keeps you blind |
[00:27.913] | And ties your hands and cloaks your mind |
[00:31.919] | But on my stilts, I' m above the slime |
[00:35.670] | Come on up if you can make the climb, but who am I? |
[00:42.670] | Who am I? Who am I? |
[00:52.675] | I' ve smelled the stench from the fumes that rise |
[00:56.163] | From the books that rehash the same old lies |
[00:59.677] | I felt the panic that they disguise |
[01:03.919] | In the forms of laws of every size |
[01:08.168] | I' ve heard the teachers whine and make me drop out like flies |
[01:11.924] | But you know they teach you nonsense, cause they can' t blind your eyes |
[01:15.670] | I' ve seen the fools gold that they pawn off as their prize |
[01:19.913] | To the average standard the norm supplies, but where am I? |
[01:26.671] | Where am I? Where am I? |
[01:36.413] | You' ve gobbled all the blessings they caused you to digest |
[01:47.666] | They may be hard to swallow, but they keep your tongue depressed |
[01:51.412] | Your scattered whims were born depressed |
[01:55.164] | So when something slams your chest |
[01:59.410] | You flutter about, you' re sleek distressed |
[02:03.416] | And when you stop to ease your breast |
[02:07.410] | A scattered rim leaves you obsessed |
[02:11.416] | While solid thoughts are soon suppressed, but where are you? |
[02:17.663] | Oh, where are you? Hey! Where are you? |
[02:26.169] | Where are you? |
[02:35.659] | Where are you? |