歌曲 | Life And Times |
歌手 | Bob Mould |
专辑 | Life And Times |
作曲 : Mould | |
Small pieces of truth | |
Whispered on the dance floor | |
Lift the hazy window for a moment | |
Fresh air makes you nervous | |
Why'd you have to come around | |
And turn my whole world upside down? | |
You're wrecking me and everything | |
You don't even know what you're doing | |
The pigment of your eyes | |
Water color flourish moonbeam blue | |
The smell of your breath | |
Each day I get more used to your presence | |
You're complicating things by being here | |
I wasn't planning on this | |
Well, somehow you're getting into my parts | |
That piece of my heart I protect | |
Oh well, what the fuck? | |
What kicked up all this dust? | |
You're taking me back to the places I've left behind | |
The old, the old life and times | |
I need to find my fantastic place | |
The dream, don't try to take my dream away | |
When I grow up, I want to keep my dream | |
In a leather covered box with a blue velvet lining | |
These simple things let your heart feel, yeah | |
Oh, these quiet times let your heart sing, yeah | |
Oh, what the fuck? | |
What kicked up all this dust? | |
You're taking me back to the places I've left behind | |
The old life and times | |
The old, the old life and times | |
Oh well, ohh, ohh | |
Why'd you have to come around | |
And turn my whole world upside down? | |
You're wrecking me and everything | |
You don't even know what you're doing | |
The old life and times | |
The old life and times | |
The old life and times | |
The old, the old life and times, ohh |
zuò qǔ : Mould | |
Small pieces of truth | |
Whispered on the dance floor | |
Lift the hazy window for a moment | |
Fresh air makes you nervous | |
Why' d you have to come around | |
And turn my whole world upside down? | |
You' re wrecking me and everything | |
You don' t even know what you' re doing | |
The pigment of your eyes | |
Water color flourish moonbeam blue | |
The smell of your breath | |
Each day I get more used to your presence | |
You' re complicating things by being here | |
I wasn' t planning on this | |
Well, somehow you' re getting into my parts | |
That piece of my heart I protect | |
Oh well, what the fuck? | |
What kicked up all this dust? | |
You' re taking me back to the places I' ve left behind | |
The old, the old life and times | |
I need to find my fantastic place | |
The dream, don' t try to take my dream away | |
When I grow up, I want to keep my dream | |
In a leather covered box with a blue velvet lining | |
These simple things let your heart feel, yeah | |
Oh, these quiet times let your heart sing, yeah | |
Oh, what the fuck? | |
What kicked up all this dust? | |
You' re taking me back to the places I' ve left behind | |
The old life and times | |
The old, the old life and times | |
Oh well, ohh, ohh | |
Why' d you have to come around | |
And turn my whole world upside down? | |
You' re wrecking me and everything | |
You don' t even know what you' re doing | |
The old life and times | |
The old life and times | |
The old life and times | |
The old, the old life and times, ohh |