歌曲 | Control |
歌手 | The Fix - Original London Cast |
专辑 | The Fix (Original London Cast Recording) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : John Dempsey/Dana P. Rowe |
[00:03.715] | Reed: |
[00:04.003] | You've gotta remember Cal |
[00:05.863] | It's gonna be your face |
[00:09.227] | Shing from the magazines |
[00:11.383] | Your smile |
[00:12.671] | Striking up the band |
[00:14.854] | Your words |
[00:16.101] | Splashed across the bumperstickers |
[00:18.310] | Your voice |
[00:19.566] | Heard throughout the land |
[00:21.477] | The people think they hire you |
[00:23.037] | Can kick you to the curb |
[00:24.725] | Their voices may be many |
[00:26.279] | But you get the reverb |
[00:30.420] | It's gonna be your thoughts |
[00:33.887] | In the periodicals |
[00:35.353] | Your Nerve |
[00:37.017] | Stirrin' up the coals |
[00:39.161] | Your eyes |
[00:40.565] | Staring from the bully-pulpits |
[00:42.294] | Your song |
[00:44.032] | Climbing up the poles |
[00:45.877] | The masses think they own you |
[00:47.255] | Can throw you on the ropes |
[00:49.065] | Sure, they can change a channel |
[00:50.872] | But you can bump the soaps |
[00:53.418] | Cal: No, no, no Dad...! Land mines... |
[00:55.292] | Reed: Don't you worry, son! |
[00:56.120] | I've danced around worse than this before. |
[00:57.844] | You just gotta remember a few basic rules... |
[01:02.036] | Public office is a minefield |
[01:05.558] | Right! Left! |
[01:07.448] | One wrong step, you're blown away |
[01:10.048] | Hey! |
[01:11.085] | Lead your opponent t'ward the fray |
[01:14.239] | That's how it's done |
[01:18.554] | Do all you know to trick your foe |
[01:22.044] | To keep him unaware |
[01:24.442] | Cal: Dad... |
[01:24.781] | Reed: Shhhhhhh! |
[01:25.248] | Cal: Oh |
[01:25.794] | Reed: He'll walk straight into a snare |
[01:28.831] | "Sayonara", "C'est la guerre" |
[01:30.656] | And kid you've won! |
[01:33.411] | Cal & Reed: And then... |
[01:33.949] | It's gonna be your face... |
[01:38.525] | Your smile... |
[01:41.958] | Your words... |
[01:45.278] | Your style... |
[01:48.695] | Your eyes |
[01:50.787] | Playin' up the public |
[01:52.155] | Your sweat |
[01:54.079] | Payin' up the toll |
[01:56.183] | Your prize |
[01:57.800] | Ya gotta remember |
[01:58.877] | You're lost without |
[02:00.519] | There ain't no doubt |
[02:02.127] | It's all about control... |
[02:06.574] | Control! |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : John Dempsey Dana P. Rowe |
[00:03.715] | Reed: |
[00:04.003] | You' ve gotta remember Cal |
[00:05.863] | It' s gonna be your face |
[00:09.227] | Shing from the magazines |
[00:11.383] | Your smile |
[00:12.671] | Striking up the band |
[00:14.854] | Your words |
[00:16.101] | Splashed across the bumperstickers |
[00:18.310] | Your voice |
[00:19.566] | Heard throughout the land |
[00:21.477] | The people think they hire you |
[00:23.037] | Can kick you to the curb |
[00:24.725] | Their voices may be many |
[00:26.279] | But you get the reverb |
[00:30.420] | It' s gonna be your thoughts |
[00:33.887] | In the periodicals |
[00:35.353] | Your Nerve |
[00:37.017] | Stirrin' up the coals |
[00:39.161] | Your eyes |
[00:40.565] | Staring from the bullypulpits |
[00:42.294] | Your song |
[00:44.032] | Climbing up the poles |
[00:45.877] | The masses think they own you |
[00:47.255] | Can throw you on the ropes |
[00:49.065] | Sure, they can change a channel |
[00:50.872] | But you can bump the soaps |
[00:53.418] | Cal: No, no, no Dad...! Land mines... |
[00:55.292] | Reed: Don' t you worry, son! |
[00:56.120] | I' ve danced around worse than this before. |
[00:57.844] | You just gotta remember a few basic rules... |
[01:02.036] | Public office is a minefield |
[01:05.558] | Right! Left! |
[01:07.448] | One wrong step, you' re blown away |
[01:10.048] | Hey! |
[01:11.085] | Lead your opponent t' ward the fray |
[01:14.239] | That' s how it' s done |
[01:18.554] | Do all you know to trick your foe |
[01:22.044] | To keep him unaware |
[01:24.442] | Cal: Dad... |
[01:24.781] | Reed: Shhhhhhh! |
[01:25.248] | Cal: Oh |
[01:25.794] | Reed: He' ll walk straight into a snare |
[01:28.831] | " Sayonara", " C' est la guerre" |
[01:30.656] | And kid you' ve won! |
[01:33.411] | Cal Reed: And then... |
[01:33.949] | It' s gonna be your face... |
[01:38.525] | Your smile... |
[01:41.958] | Your words... |
[01:45.278] | Your style... |
[01:48.695] | Your eyes |
[01:50.787] | Playin' up the public |
[01:52.155] | Your sweat |
[01:54.079] | Payin' up the toll |
[01:56.183] | Your prize |
[01:57.800] | Ya gotta remember |
[01:58.877] | You' re lost without |
[02:00.519] | There ain' t no doubt |
[02:02.127] | It' s all about control... |
[02:06.574] | Control! |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : John Dempsey Dana P. Rowe |
[00:03.715] | Reed: |
[00:04.003] | You' ve gotta remember Cal |
[00:05.863] | It' s gonna be your face |
[00:09.227] | Shing from the magazines |
[00:11.383] | Your smile |
[00:12.671] | Striking up the band |
[00:14.854] | Your words |
[00:16.101] | Splashed across the bumperstickers |
[00:18.310] | Your voice |
[00:19.566] | Heard throughout the land |
[00:21.477] | The people think they hire you |
[00:23.037] | Can kick you to the curb |
[00:24.725] | Their voices may be many |
[00:26.279] | But you get the reverb |
[00:30.420] | It' s gonna be your thoughts |
[00:33.887] | In the periodicals |
[00:35.353] | Your Nerve |
[00:37.017] | Stirrin' up the coals |
[00:39.161] | Your eyes |
[00:40.565] | Staring from the bullypulpits |
[00:42.294] | Your song |
[00:44.032] | Climbing up the poles |
[00:45.877] | The masses think they own you |
[00:47.255] | Can throw you on the ropes |
[00:49.065] | Sure, they can change a channel |
[00:50.872] | But you can bump the soaps |
[00:53.418] | Cal: No, no, no Dad...! Land mines... |
[00:55.292] | Reed: Don' t you worry, son! |
[00:56.120] | I' ve danced around worse than this before. |
[00:57.844] | You just gotta remember a few basic rules... |
[01:02.036] | Public office is a minefield |
[01:05.558] | Right! Left! |
[01:07.448] | One wrong step, you' re blown away |
[01:10.048] | Hey! |
[01:11.085] | Lead your opponent t' ward the fray |
[01:14.239] | That' s how it' s done |
[01:18.554] | Do all you know to trick your foe |
[01:22.044] | To keep him unaware |
[01:24.442] | Cal: Dad... |
[01:24.781] | Reed: Shhhhhhh! |
[01:25.248] | Cal: Oh |
[01:25.794] | Reed: He' ll walk straight into a snare |
[01:28.831] | " Sayonara", " C' est la guerre" |
[01:30.656] | And kid you' ve won! |
[01:33.411] | Cal Reed: And then... |
[01:33.949] | It' s gonna be your face... |
[01:38.525] | Your smile... |
[01:41.958] | Your words... |
[01:45.278] | Your style... |
[01:48.695] | Your eyes |
[01:50.787] | Playin' up the public |
[01:52.155] | Your sweat |
[01:54.079] | Payin' up the toll |
[01:56.183] | Your prize |
[01:57.800] | Ya gotta remember |
[01:58.877] | You' re lost without |
[02:00.519] | There ain' t no doubt |
[02:02.127] | It' s all about control... |
[02:06.574] | Control! |