歌曲 | The High Party |
歌手 | Ted Leo and the Pharmacists |
专辑 | Hearts of Oak |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Leo | |
I'm looking at another day | |
To find that I've got no-no-nothing to say | |
Or I'm looking for another way | |
To process what happened on, on, on that birthday | |
And either way, if you're gonna call it art | |
Then there's a cup in front of you | |
And right away, if you're gonna play your part | |
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
Well, mine eyes have seen the | |
Glory of the fields of flowers and fac-fac-factory farms | |
And my mind's content to | |
Lie at rest for hours behind my love-love-loved ones' doors | |
And if there's a war | |
Another shitty war to fight for Ba-Ba-Babylon | |
It's the perfect storm in a teacup | |
But you must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you'd make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it's time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down | |
So I'm lifting up that poison cup | |
To drink a draught of pro-pro-propaganda | |
Or I'm giving up that other stuff | |
In hopes that it's gonna ma-ma-make me madder | |
Either way, if you're gonna call it art | |
Then there's a cup in front of you | |
And right away, if you're gonna play your part | |
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you'd make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it's time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you'd make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it's time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it | |
And what does it say of all of the things you've said before | |
Than being too tired to turn the lights out and too drunkto drink more? | |
And what do you save, what does it feel like to be saved? | |
And can you pull, two three four, pull, two three, can you drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down? |
zuo qu : Leo | |
I' m looking at another day | |
To find that I' ve got nononothing to say | |
Or I' m looking for another way | |
To process what happened on, on, on that birthday | |
And either way, if you' re gonna call it art | |
Then there' s a cup in front of you | |
And right away, if you' re gonna play your part | |
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
Well, mine eyes have seen the | |
Glory of the fields of flowers and facfacfactory farms | |
And my mind' s content to | |
Lie at rest for hours behind my loveloveloved ones' doors | |
And if there' s a war | |
Another shitty war to fight for BaBaBabylon | |
It' s the perfect storm in a teacup | |
But you must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you' d make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it' s time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down | |
So I' m lifting up that poison cup | |
To drink a draught of propropropaganda | |
Or I' m giving up that other stuff | |
In hopes that it' s gonna mamamake me madder | |
Either way, if you' re gonna call it art | |
Then there' s a cup in front of you | |
And right away, if you' re gonna play your part | |
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you' d make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it' s time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you' d make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it' s time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it | |
And what does it say of all of the things you' ve said before | |
Than being too tired to turn the lights out and too drunkto drink more? | |
And what do you save, what does it feel like to be saved? | |
And can you pull, two three four, pull, two three, can you drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down? |
zuò qǔ : Leo | |
I' m looking at another day | |
To find that I' ve got nononothing to say | |
Or I' m looking for another way | |
To process what happened on, on, on that birthday | |
And either way, if you' re gonna call it art | |
Then there' s a cup in front of you | |
And right away, if you' re gonna play your part | |
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
Well, mine eyes have seen the | |
Glory of the fields of flowers and facfacfactory farms | |
And my mind' s content to | |
Lie at rest for hours behind my loveloveloved ones' doors | |
And if there' s a war | |
Another shitty war to fight for BaBaBabylon | |
It' s the perfect storm in a teacup | |
But you must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you' d make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it' s time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down | |
So I' m lifting up that poison cup | |
To drink a draught of propropropaganda | |
Or I' m giving up that other stuff | |
In hopes that it' s gonna mamamake me madder | |
Either way, if you' re gonna call it art | |
Then there' s a cup in front of you | |
And right away, if you' re gonna play your part | |
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you' d make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it' s time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down | |
And what do you make of nights when you thought you' d make much more | |
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more? | |
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door? | |
Saying it' s time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it | |
And what does it say of all of the things you' ve said before | |
Than being too tired to turn the lights out and too drunkto drink more? | |
And what do you save, what does it feel like to be saved? | |
And can you pull, two three four, pull, two three, can you drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down? |