歌曲 | '69 |
歌手 | Deep Purple |
专辑 | Abandon |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Gillan/Glover/Morse/Lord/Paice | |
Flying through the night in a beat up wagon | |
A mike stand up my jacksy | |
Give me a beer and I'll stand on a chair | |
And slip into something sexy | |
Black Cat Woolwich, The Tiger's Head | |
The Cafe des Artistes, The Revolution and the Bag O' Nails | |
I'll see you down the Speak' | |
Your Ma said you slept real good in your food last nigth | |
But you couldn't hold it down | |
And you broke up a damn good fight | |
Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line | |
Even he knew better than me, back in sixty nine | |
Sixty nine, sixty nine | |
Sixty nine, sixty nine | |
On the road to Paradiso | |
Back of your head, got to pay some dues | |
Rugged looked down as the Thames swallowed | |
His life at the Boathouse, Kew | |
Hot girls, no AC, cheap TV, sleep on the floor | |
Hallelujah what's a roadie, hush my baby sleep no more |
Written: Gillan Glover Morse Lord Paice | |
Flying through the night in a beat up wagon | |
A mike stand up my jacksy | |
Give me a beer and I' ll stand on a chair | |
And slip into something sexy | |
Black Cat Woolwich, The Tiger' s Head | |
The Cafe des Artistes, The Revolution and the Bag O' Nails | |
I' ll see you down the Speak' | |
Your Ma said you slept real good in your food last nigth | |
But you couldn' t hold it down | |
And you broke up a damn good fight | |
Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line | |
Even he knew better than me, back in sixty nine | |
Sixty nine, sixty nine | |
Sixty nine, sixty nine | |
On the road to Paradiso | |
Back of your head, got to pay some dues | |
Rugged looked down as the Thames swallowed | |
His life at the Boathouse, Kew | |
Hot girls, no AC, cheap TV, sleep on the floor | |
Hallelujah what' s a roadie, hush my baby sleep no more |
Written: Gillan Glover Morse Lord Paice | |
Flying through the night in a beat up wagon | |
A mike stand up my jacksy | |
Give me a beer and I' ll stand on a chair | |
And slip into something sexy | |
Black Cat Woolwich, The Tiger' s Head | |
The Cafe des Artistes, The Revolution and the Bag O' Nails | |
I' ll see you down the Speak' | |
Your Ma said you slept real good in your food last nigth | |
But you couldn' t hold it down | |
And you broke up a damn good fight | |
Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line | |
Even he knew better than me, back in sixty nine | |
Sixty nine, sixty nine | |
Sixty nine, sixty nine | |
On the road to Paradiso | |
Back of your head, got to pay some dues | |
Rugged looked down as the Thames swallowed | |
His life at the Boathouse, Kew | |
Hot girls, no AC, cheap TV, sleep on the floor | |
Hallelujah what' s a roadie, hush my baby sleep no more |