歌曲 | Koala Sprint - Remastered Version |
歌手 | Midnight Oil |
专辑 | Head Injuries |
作词 : Garrett, Moginie, Rotsey | |
And out from the echoes of the night | |
Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom | |
A thousand dreams it's getting late | |
Thousand runners standing still | |
I can smell the sand and sea again | |
I've had enough away | |
City times down down | |
I've got to go | |
Lord don't let me wait | |
Stay low | |
'cause i'm going up north again | |
It's a long way from chatswood to the top of the gulf | |
I'll be hitching pacific when the morning sun's up | |
It's mile after mile on the long coast road | |
Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue | |
But i'm sick of seeing those beer can caravans | |
I'm getting even sicker of the thong drive-in | |
I'm feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo | |
And the pubs all close at ten | |
Summer sun's got me stopping | |
Summer sun's got me trying | |
I'm waiting round for those waves and days | |
I hope it never ends | |
Well there's a new world bricking in the old world charm | |
Suburbs highway pass cicada-coloured farms | |
Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away | |
20 hours to brisbane on night prowl play | |
20 hours to brisbane...where's brisbane... | |
(garrett/moginie/rotsey) |
zuò cí : Garrett, Moginie, Rotsey | |
And out from the echoes of the night | |
Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom | |
A thousand dreams it' s getting late | |
Thousand runners standing still | |
I can smell the sand and sea again | |
I' ve had enough away | |
City times down down | |
I' ve got to go | |
Lord don' t let me wait | |
Stay low | |
' cause i' m going up north again | |
It' s a long way from chatswood to the top of the gulf | |
I' ll be hitching pacific when the morning sun' s up | |
It' s mile after mile on the long coast road | |
Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue | |
But i' m sick of seeing those beer can caravans | |
I' m getting even sicker of the thong drivein | |
I' m feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo | |
And the pubs all close at ten | |
Summer sun' s got me stopping | |
Summer sun' s got me trying | |
I' m waiting round for those waves and days | |
I hope it never ends | |
Well there' s a new world bricking in the old world charm | |
Suburbs highway pass cicadacoloured farms | |
Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away | |
20 hours to brisbane on night prowl play | |
20 hours to brisbane... where' s brisbane... | |
garrett moginie rotsey |