歌曲 | A Life As A Ghost |
歌手 | Editors |
专辑 | You Are Fading I-IV |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
The kids are dancing tonight, maybe we'll join them | |
There's blood in the air tonight, it crushes the boredom | |
Grab your coats, get to the boats, head to the coast | |
Tonight, we sail to the edge of the world | |
Get out of this house now, head for the horizon | |
Tonight, we take the town, so pick your poison | |
Here's a toast, a life as a ghost is better than most | |
If we have our love in the gutter | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Sing, choir boy, sing, wash your sins down the drain | |
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Now without water | |
Death takes us before hunger | |
We dug a well for the water | |
We put on this fire | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Sing, choir boy, sing, wash your conscience down the drain | |
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain |
The kids are dancing tonight, maybe we' ll join them | |
There' s blood in the air tonight, it crushes the boredom | |
Grab your coats, get to the boats, head to the coast | |
Tonight, we sail to the edge of the world | |
Get out of this house now, head for the horizon | |
Tonight, we take the town, so pick your poison | |
Here' s a toast, a life as a ghost is better than most | |
If we have our love in the gutter | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Sing, choir boy, sing, wash your sins down the drain | |
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Now without water | |
Death takes us before hunger | |
We dug a well for the water | |
We put on this fire | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Sing, choir boy, sing, wash your conscience down the drain | |
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain |
The kids are dancing tonight, maybe we' ll join them | |
There' s blood in the air tonight, it crushes the boredom | |
Grab your coats, get to the boats, head to the coast | |
Tonight, we sail to the edge of the world | |
Get out of this house now, head for the horizon | |
Tonight, we take the town, so pick your poison | |
Here' s a toast, a life as a ghost is better than most | |
If we have our love in the gutter | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Sing, choir boy, sing, wash your sins down the drain | |
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Now without water | |
Death takes us before hunger | |
We dug a well for the water | |
We put on this fire | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain | |
Sing, choir boy, sing, wash your conscience down the drain | |
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze | |
Dance, fucker, dance, you were born to entertain |