歌曲 | Breakfast In Berlin |
歌手 | Julien-K |
专辑 | We're Here With You |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I hear Berlin calling; it’s calling all gods | |
As the fevers rise in this house of cards | |
We've been running through cities and running through mud | |
I feel the fever rise and the cities sprawl | |
I see the moon on the water and the sweat on my brow | |
As the fever rises and feelings gone | |
But we feel | |
We feel so alive | |
Running through the streets, lookin roughshod, baby | |
As the haunting flares light the way through the city tonight | |
I hear the London streets and the lights in the fog | |
And the Paris nights awake so long | |
We keep running, keep running, we can run so far | |
As Tokyo waits and the fever rises | |
Running through the streets, lookin roughshod, baby | |
As the haunting flares light the way through the city tonight | |
Coughing like hags, we walk through the night | |
Electric cigarettes and blood on our knives | |
We can try to talk, but the drinks and drugs | |
Make it hard to decide as the fever rises | |
And the fever | |
And the fever | |
And the fever | |
And the fever rises |
I hear Berlin calling it' s calling all gods | |
As the fevers rise in this house of cards | |
We' ve been running through cities and running through mud | |
I feel the fever rise and the cities sprawl | |
I see the moon on the water and the sweat on my brow | |
As the fever rises and feelings gone | |
But we feel | |
We feel so alive | |
Running through the streets, lookin roughshod, baby | |
As the haunting flares light the way through the city tonight | |
I hear the London streets and the lights in the fog | |
And the Paris nights awake so long | |
We keep running, keep running, we can run so far | |
As Tokyo waits and the fever rises | |
Running through the streets, lookin roughshod, baby | |
As the haunting flares light the way through the city tonight | |
Coughing like hags, we walk through the night | |
Electric cigarettes and blood on our knives | |
We can try to talk, but the drinks and drugs | |
Make it hard to decide as the fever rises | |
And the fever | |
And the fever | |
And the fever | |
And the fever rises |
I hear Berlin calling it' s calling all gods | |
As the fevers rise in this house of cards | |
We' ve been running through cities and running through mud | |
I feel the fever rise and the cities sprawl | |
I see the moon on the water and the sweat on my brow | |
As the fever rises and feelings gone | |
But we feel | |
We feel so alive | |
Running through the streets, lookin roughshod, baby | |
As the haunting flares light the way through the city tonight | |
I hear the London streets and the lights in the fog | |
And the Paris nights awake so long | |
We keep running, keep running, we can run so far | |
As Tokyo waits and the fever rises | |
Running through the streets, lookin roughshod, baby | |
As the haunting flares light the way through the city tonight | |
Coughing like hags, we walk through the night | |
Electric cigarettes and blood on our knives | |
We can try to talk, but the drinks and drugs | |
Make it hard to decide as the fever rises | |
And the fever | |
And the fever | |
And the fever | |
And the fever rises |