歌曲 | Smiles And Grins |
歌手 | Jack Bruce |
专辑 | Harmony Row |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Peter Brown & Jack Bruce | |
作词 : Brown, Bruce | |
The smiles on city windows, | |
It's only the weekly cleaner | |
The dials on all the faces | |
Are gradually getting nearer | |
So make it careful when you can | |
Forget it if you've read the plan | |
Call a friend when you're in doubt | |
Nights are hard when you're locked out | |
Grins painted on radiators | |
Are only the teeth of laughter | |
The numbers of all the victories | |
Are stenciled on soon after | |
So don't regret the leaves that fall | |
Have a little have it all | |
Take a bit give just as much | |
Nights are hard without the touch/crutch | |
The smiling suburban collars | |
They power the city's cisterns | |
Whenever they pull the trainchain/They gradually start the pistons | |
So keep your hair on if you can | |
When you're living in a van | |
Call a friend when you're in doubt | |
Nights are hoarse when you're locked out | |
Grins painted on petrol tigers | |
Are only the tanks of porter | |
Statistics of all the campaigns | |
Are written down on water | |
So don't regret the cars that rust | |
Everything must turn to dust | |
Cultivate and dig your croft | |
Nights are hard when you've gone soft | |
Lovers in the dark | |
Murders in the park | |
By the silver moon | |
Blankets from the fear | |
Cars when roads are near | |
Winter's much too soon |
zuo qu : Peter Brown Jack Bruce | |
zuo ci : Brown, Bruce | |
The smiles on city windows, | |
It' s only the weekly cleaner | |
The dials on all the faces | |
Are gradually getting nearer | |
So make it careful when you can | |
Forget it if you' ve read the plan | |
Call a friend when you' re in doubt | |
Nights are hard when you' re locked out | |
Grins painted on radiators | |
Are only the teeth of laughter | |
The numbers of all the victories | |
Are stenciled on soon after | |
So don' t regret the leaves that fall | |
Have a little have it all | |
Take a bit give just as much | |
Nights are hard without the touch crutch | |
The smiling suburban collars | |
They power the city' s cisterns | |
Whenever they pull the trainchain They gradually start the pistons | |
So keep your hair on if you can | |
When you' re living in a van | |
Call a friend when you' re in doubt | |
Nights are hoarse when you' re locked out | |
Grins painted on petrol tigers | |
Are only the tanks of porter | |
Statistics of all the campaigns | |
Are written down on water | |
So don' t regret the cars that rust | |
Everything must turn to dust | |
Cultivate and dig your croft | |
Nights are hard when you' ve gone soft | |
Lovers in the dark | |
Murders in the park | |
By the silver moon | |
Blankets from the fear | |
Cars when roads are near | |
Winter' s much too soon |
zuò qǔ : Peter Brown Jack Bruce | |
zuò cí : Brown, Bruce | |
The smiles on city windows, | |
It' s only the weekly cleaner | |
The dials on all the faces | |
Are gradually getting nearer | |
So make it careful when you can | |
Forget it if you' ve read the plan | |
Call a friend when you' re in doubt | |
Nights are hard when you' re locked out | |
Grins painted on radiators | |
Are only the teeth of laughter | |
The numbers of all the victories | |
Are stenciled on soon after | |
So don' t regret the leaves that fall | |
Have a little have it all | |
Take a bit give just as much | |
Nights are hard without the touch crutch | |
The smiling suburban collars | |
They power the city' s cisterns | |
Whenever they pull the trainchain They gradually start the pistons | |
So keep your hair on if you can | |
When you' re living in a van | |
Call a friend when you' re in doubt | |
Nights are hoarse when you' re locked out | |
Grins painted on petrol tigers | |
Are only the tanks of porter | |
Statistics of all the campaigns | |
Are written down on water | |
So don' t regret the cars that rust | |
Everything must turn to dust | |
Cultivate and dig your croft | |
Nights are hard when you' ve gone soft | |
Lovers in the dark | |
Murders in the park | |
By the silver moon | |
Blankets from the fear | |
Cars when roads are near | |
Winter' s much too soon |