歌曲 | Twilight Creeps |
歌手 | Crooked Fingers |
专辑 | Dignity and Shame |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bachmann | |
Hey, hey, there she goes now she's walking down the street again | |
Shuffling down the sidewalk, scuffing up her brand new shiny leather shoes | |
And all the stray digs, they hissing out cause they all wonder where she's going to | |
As early evening light keeps her shadow out of sight | |
Sleeping soft, hidden from view | |
Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
Why does everybody always try to hide the heart that hidden has no use? | |
Now some say sometime late in the evening light | |
You can see them shining dancing now with the greatest of ease | |
And some say they're faking, maybe breaking down | |
Afraid to cut themselves loose from some big daddys leash | |
Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
Dancing all alone in your room | |
Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
You say someday you gonna float away | |
Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
Hey, hey, ain't no use, no trying to make you stay | |
Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
And keep alive your withering love | |
Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
Why is everybody always trying to hide the heart what hidden has no use? | |
Now you can fake it or you can break it, you can shake it down | |
And cut yourself loose from some daddy's leash | |
Or in the evening light you can keep that shadow out of sight | |
And sleep it off, hidden from view | |
Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
Dancing all alone in your room | |
Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
You say someday you gonna float away | |
Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
Hey, hey, ain't no use, no trying to make you stay, hey, hey, hey | |
Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
And keep alive your withering love | |
Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head |
zuo qu : Bachmann | |
Hey, hey, there she goes now she' s walking down the street again | |
Shuffling down the sidewalk, scuffing up her brand new shiny leather shoes | |
And all the stray digs, they hissing out cause they all wonder where she' s going to | |
As early evening light keeps her shadow out of sight | |
Sleeping soft, hidden from view | |
Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
Why does everybody always try to hide the heart that hidden has no use? | |
Now some say sometime late in the evening light | |
You can see them shining dancing now with the greatest of ease | |
And some say they' re faking, maybe breaking down | |
Afraid to cut themselves loose from some big daddys leash | |
Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
Dancing all alone in your room | |
Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
You say someday you gonna float away | |
Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
And keep alive your withering love | |
Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
Why is everybody always trying to hide the heart what hidden has no use? | |
Now you can fake it or you can break it, you can shake it down | |
And cut yourself loose from some daddy' s leash | |
Or in the evening light you can keep that shadow out of sight | |
And sleep it off, hidden from view | |
Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
Dancing all alone in your room | |
Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
You say someday you gonna float away | |
Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay, hey, hey, hey | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
And keep alive your withering love | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head |
zuò qǔ : Bachmann | |
Hey, hey, there she goes now she' s walking down the street again | |
Shuffling down the sidewalk, scuffing up her brand new shiny leather shoes | |
And all the stray digs, they hissing out cause they all wonder where she' s going to | |
As early evening light keeps her shadow out of sight | |
Sleeping soft, hidden from view | |
Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
Why does everybody always try to hide the heart that hidden has no use? | |
Now some say sometime late in the evening light | |
You can see them shining dancing now with the greatest of ease | |
And some say they' re faking, maybe breaking down | |
Afraid to cut themselves loose from some big daddys leash | |
Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
Dancing all alone in your room | |
Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
You say someday you gonna float away | |
Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
And keep alive your withering love | |
Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
Why is everybody always trying to hide the heart what hidden has no use? | |
Now you can fake it or you can break it, you can shake it down | |
And cut yourself loose from some daddy' s leash | |
Or in the evening light you can keep that shadow out of sight | |
And sleep it off, hidden from view | |
Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
Dancing all alone in your room | |
Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
You say someday you gonna float away | |
Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay, hey, hey, hey | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
And keep alive your withering love | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head |