歌曲 | The Majesty Of Rock |
歌手 | Spinal Tap |
专辑 | Break Like The Wind |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hubbins David, Smalls ... | |
There's a pulse in the new-born sun | |
A beat in the heat of noon | |
There's a song as the day grows long | |
And a tempo in the tides of the moon | |
It's all around us and it's everywhere | |
And it's deeper than royal blue | |
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling | |
And that's the majesty of rock | |
The fantasy of roll | |
The ticking of the clock | |
The wailing of the soul | |
The prisoner in the dock | |
The digger in the hole | |
We're in this together and ever | |
In the shade of a jungle glade | |
Or the rush of the crushing street | |
On the plain, on the foamy main | |
You can never escape from the beat | |
It's in the mud and it's in your blood | |
And it's conquest is complete | |
And all that you can do is just surrender | |
To the majesty of rock | |
The pageantry of roll | |
The crowing of the cock | |
The running of the foal | |
The shepherd with his flock | |
The miner with his coal | |
We're in this together and ever | |
When we die, do we hunt the sky? | |
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas? | |
What then? | |
Are we born again? | |
Just to sit asking questions like these? | |
I know, for | |
I told me so | |
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees | |
The more it stays the same, the less it changes | |
And that's the majesty of rock | |
The mystery of roll | |
The darning of the sock | |
The scoring of the goal | |
The farmer takes a wife | |
The barber takes a pole | |
We're in this together and ever |
zuo ci : Hubbins David, Smalls ... | |
There' s a pulse in the newborn sun | |
A beat in the heat of noon | |
There' s a song as the day grows long | |
And a tempo in the tides of the moon | |
It' s all around us and it' s everywhere | |
And it' s deeper than royal blue | |
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling | |
And that' s the majesty of rock | |
The fantasy of roll | |
The ticking of the clock | |
The wailing of the soul | |
The prisoner in the dock | |
The digger in the hole | |
We' re in this together and ever | |
In the shade of a jungle glade | |
Or the rush of the crushing street | |
On the plain, on the foamy main | |
You can never escape from the beat | |
It' s in the mud and it' s in your blood | |
And it' s conquest is complete | |
And all that you can do is just surrender | |
To the majesty of rock | |
The pageantry of roll | |
The crowing of the cock | |
The running of the foal | |
The shepherd with his flock | |
The miner with his coal | |
We' re in this together and ever | |
When we die, do we hunt the sky? | |
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas? | |
What then? | |
Are we born again? | |
Just to sit asking questions like these? | |
I know, for | |
I told me so | |
And I' m sure each of you quite agrees | |
The more it stays the same, the less it changes | |
And that' s the majesty of rock | |
The mystery of roll | |
The darning of the sock | |
The scoring of the goal | |
The farmer takes a wife | |
The barber takes a pole | |
We' re in this together and ever |
zuò cí : Hubbins David, Smalls ... | |
There' s a pulse in the newborn sun | |
A beat in the heat of noon | |
There' s a song as the day grows long | |
And a tempo in the tides of the moon | |
It' s all around us and it' s everywhere | |
And it' s deeper than royal blue | |
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling | |
And that' s the majesty of rock | |
The fantasy of roll | |
The ticking of the clock | |
The wailing of the soul | |
The prisoner in the dock | |
The digger in the hole | |
We' re in this together and ever | |
In the shade of a jungle glade | |
Or the rush of the crushing street | |
On the plain, on the foamy main | |
You can never escape from the beat | |
It' s in the mud and it' s in your blood | |
And it' s conquest is complete | |
And all that you can do is just surrender | |
To the majesty of rock | |
The pageantry of roll | |
The crowing of the cock | |
The running of the foal | |
The shepherd with his flock | |
The miner with his coal | |
We' re in this together and ever | |
When we die, do we hunt the sky? | |
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas? | |
What then? | |
Are we born again? | |
Just to sit asking questions like these? | |
I know, for | |
I told me so | |
And I' m sure each of you quite agrees | |
The more it stays the same, the less it changes | |
And that' s the majesty of rock | |
The mystery of roll | |
The darning of the sock | |
The scoring of the goal | |
The farmer takes a wife | |
The barber takes a pole | |
We' re in this together and ever |