歌曲 | Ugly Little Dreams |
歌手 | Everything But the Girl |
专辑 | Original Album Series |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Thorn | |
Frances keep your mouth shut dear | |
We don't want the neighbors 'round | |
With their ugly little schemes | |
That make the pretty world go 'round | |
And there's a place in it for every one of us | |
I'll keep the home fires burning | |
Only don't make a fuss | |
And if you're not impressed | |
With the wares life has to show | |
You can take them or leave them | |
They choose their own fare who say no | |
There's some ugly little dreams | |
For pretty girls to buy | |
It's enough to make you mad | |
But it's safer just to break down and cry | |
It's a battlefield | |
Frances You fight or concede | |
Victory to the enemy | |
Who call your strength insanity | |
What chance for such girls | |
How can we compete? | |
In a world that likes its women | |
Stupid and sweet | |
I bet you rue the day | |
The angels gave you your share | |
Of bright cornflower blue eyes | |
And golden hair | |
And there's a lot of ugly little dreams | |
For pretty girls to buy | |
It's enough to make you mad | |
But it's safer just to break down and cry | |
It's safer just to break down and cry |
zuo ci : Thorn | |
Frances keep your mouth shut dear | |
We don' t want the neighbors ' round | |
With their ugly little schemes | |
That make the pretty world go ' round | |
And there' s a place in it for every one of us | |
I' ll keep the home fires burning | |
Only don' t make a fuss | |
And if you' re not impressed | |
With the wares life has to show | |
You can take them or leave them | |
They choose their own fare who say no | |
There' s some ugly little dreams | |
For pretty girls to buy | |
It' s enough to make you mad | |
But it' s safer just to break down and cry | |
It' s a battlefield | |
Frances You fight or concede | |
Victory to the enemy | |
Who call your strength insanity | |
What chance for such girls | |
How can we compete? | |
In a world that likes its women | |
Stupid and sweet | |
I bet you rue the day | |
The angels gave you your share | |
Of bright cornflower blue eyes | |
And golden hair | |
And there' s a lot of ugly little dreams | |
For pretty girls to buy | |
It' s enough to make you mad | |
But it' s safer just to break down and cry | |
It' s safer just to break down and cry |
zuò cí : Thorn | |
Frances keep your mouth shut dear | |
We don' t want the neighbors ' round | |
With their ugly little schemes | |
That make the pretty world go ' round | |
And there' s a place in it for every one of us | |
I' ll keep the home fires burning | |
Only don' t make a fuss | |
And if you' re not impressed | |
With the wares life has to show | |
You can take them or leave them | |
They choose their own fare who say no | |
There' s some ugly little dreams | |
For pretty girls to buy | |
It' s enough to make you mad | |
But it' s safer just to break down and cry | |
It' s a battlefield | |
Frances You fight or concede | |
Victory to the enemy | |
Who call your strength insanity | |
What chance for such girls | |
How can we compete? | |
In a world that likes its women | |
Stupid and sweet | |
I bet you rue the day | |
The angels gave you your share | |
Of bright cornflower blue eyes | |
And golden hair | |
And there' s a lot of ugly little dreams | |
For pretty girls to buy | |
It' s enough to make you mad | |
But it' s safer just to break down and cry | |
It' s safer just to break down and cry |