| 歌曲 | The Florist |
| 歌手 | Kids in Glass Houses |
| 专辑 | In Gold Blood |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Take a ticket and wait in the line outside | |
| In the sun we are nothing but food for the flies | |
| Then they tell us that the florist easily bores | |
| If we want we need we’d better keep it short | |
| I remember the day the music died and left me wanting more | |
| I remember the way my mother cried when daddy went to war | |
| Died that day, they came and took you away | |
| In between night and day | |
| Otis - lost in the hiss of the stereo’s mouth | |
| Motions us to a door, empties our pockets out | |
| In the blackest market that you will never see | |
| Give you all that you want if you’re willing to please | |
| I remember the day the music died and left me wanting more | |
| I remember the way my mother cried when daddy went to war | |
| Died that day, they came and took you away | |
| In between night and day |
| Take a ticket and wait in the line outside | |
| In the sun we are nothing but food for the flies | |
| Then they tell us that the florist easily bores | |
| If we want we need we' d better keep it short | |
| I remember the day the music died and left me wanting more | |
| I remember the way my mother cried when daddy went to war | |
| Died that day, they came and took you away | |
| In between night and day | |
| Otis lost in the hiss of the stereo' s mouth | |
| Motions us to a door, empties our pockets out | |
| In the blackest market that you will never see | |
| Give you all that you want if you' re willing to please | |
| I remember the day the music died and left me wanting more | |
| I remember the way my mother cried when daddy went to war | |
| Died that day, they came and took you away | |
| In between night and day |
| Take a ticket and wait in the line outside | |
| In the sun we are nothing but food for the flies | |
| Then they tell us that the florist easily bores | |
| If we want we need we' d better keep it short | |
| I remember the day the music died and left me wanting more | |
| I remember the way my mother cried when daddy went to war | |
| Died that day, they came and took you away | |
| In between night and day | |
| Otis lost in the hiss of the stereo' s mouth | |
| Motions us to a door, empties our pockets out | |
| In the blackest market that you will never see | |
| Give you all that you want if you' re willing to please | |
| I remember the day the music died and left me wanting more | |
| I remember the way my mother cried when daddy went to war | |
| Died that day, they came and took you away | |
| In between night and day |