歌曲 | Tradin' Down |
歌手 | Pat Benatar |
专辑 | Gravity's Rainbow |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Giraldo, Grombacher | |
We paint this town in shades of gray | |
And the walls look high 'til you step away | |
Ain't it funny how you can look around | |
Never see the truth 'til it knocks you down | |
Never see the light 'til you're tradin' down | |
Work hard labor for your daily bread | |
While the golden dream spins around your head | |
Time gets money, money buys you time | |
For the foolish things that you left behind(Workin', workin' overtime) | |
Workin', workin' overtime and tradin' down | |
It's gonna be alright, he said | |
It's gonna be alright | |
There's nothing that's here for us | |
That we won't mind missin' | |
Never see the light 'til you're tradin' down | |
There's no future for the workin' man | |
See him growin' old in the promised land | |
Nothin' to show for the wasted years | |
But a heart full of hollow and a taste of tears | |
Pushin' Monday to the wall and tradin' down | |
Tradin' down | |
Tradin' down |
zuo ci : Giraldo, Grombacher | |
We paint this town in shades of gray | |
And the walls look high ' til you step away | |
Ain' t it funny how you can look around | |
Never see the truth ' til it knocks you down | |
Never see the light ' til you' re tradin' down | |
Work hard labor for your daily bread | |
While the golden dream spins around your head | |
Time gets money, money buys you time | |
For the foolish things that you left behind Workin', workin' overtime | |
Workin', workin' overtime and tradin' down | |
It' s gonna be alright, he said | |
It' s gonna be alright | |
There' s nothing that' s here for us | |
That we won' t mind missin' | |
Never see the light ' til you' re tradin' down | |
There' s no future for the workin' man | |
See him growin' old in the promised land | |
Nothin' to show for the wasted years | |
But a heart full of hollow and a taste of tears | |
Pushin' Monday to the wall and tradin' down | |
Tradin' down | |
Tradin' down |
zuò cí : Giraldo, Grombacher | |
We paint this town in shades of gray | |
And the walls look high ' til you step away | |
Ain' t it funny how you can look around | |
Never see the truth ' til it knocks you down | |
Never see the light ' til you' re tradin' down | |
Work hard labor for your daily bread | |
While the golden dream spins around your head | |
Time gets money, money buys you time | |
For the foolish things that you left behind Workin', workin' overtime | |
Workin', workin' overtime and tradin' down | |
It' s gonna be alright, he said | |
It' s gonna be alright | |
There' s nothing that' s here for us | |
That we won' t mind missin' | |
Never see the light ' til you' re tradin' down | |
There' s no future for the workin' man | |
See him growin' old in the promised land | |
Nothin' to show for the wasted years | |
But a heart full of hollow and a taste of tears | |
Pushin' Monday to the wall and tradin' down | |
Tradin' down | |
Tradin' down |