歌曲 | Finisterre |
歌手 | Saint Etienne |
专辑 | Finisterre |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Natwest, Barclays, Midlands, Lloyds. | |
Use a bank? I'd rather die. | |
I loved to draw when I was a little girl | |
It helped me see the world as I wanted it to be | |
Sometimes I walk home through a network of car parks | |
Just because i can | |
I love the feeling of being slightly lost | |
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas | |
I love the lack of logic | |
I love the feeling of being slightly lost | |
I belive that music in the long run can straighten out most things | |
There are too many bands that act lame | |
Sound tame | |
I believe In Electrelane | |
Over here it's new, it's now, it's you, it's clean | |
The beard and lipstick scene | |
So look beyond Big brother, gossip culture, | |
So bored of stupidity | |
The myth of common sense | |
I believe in Donovan over Dylan | |
In love over cynicism | |
Oh, ?????????? | |
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again (x3) | |
Think about the love back in Finisterre | |
Five miles north is a town | |
of silver birches | |
Twenty-seven chuches | |
A look of horror if you drop a H | |
Around here its hoods up and heads down | |
Got it the wrong way around | |
When things get turned around | |
I slow down | |
Dream about the notion of the perfect city | |
Imagine the 19th century never happened | |
Just a straight run from Beau Brummell to Bauhaus | |
Dreams never end | |
This house believes in skyscrapers | |
Chorus (x5): | |
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again | |
Think about the love back in Finisterre | |
I want to know the whole of the city with you | |
You see McGee was into deals, Barrett was into moves. |
Natwest, Barclays, Midlands, Lloyds. | |
Use a bank? I' d rather die. | |
I loved to draw when I was a little girl | |
It helped me see the world as I wanted it to be | |
Sometimes I walk home through a network of car parks | |
Just because i can | |
I love the feeling of being slightly lost | |
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas | |
I love the lack of logic | |
I love the feeling of being slightly lost | |
I belive that music in the long run can straighten out most things | |
There are too many bands that act lame | |
Sound tame | |
I believe In Electrelane | |
Over here it' s new, it' s now, it' s you, it' s clean | |
The beard and lipstick scene | |
So look beyond Big brother, gossip culture, | |
So bored of stupidity | |
The myth of common sense | |
I believe in Donovan over Dylan | |
In love over cynicism | |
Oh, nbsp?????????? | |
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again x3 | |
Think about the love back in Finisterre | |
Five miles north is a town | |
of silver birches | |
Twentyseven chuches | |
A look of horror if you drop a H | |
Around here its hoods up and heads down | |
Got it the wrong way around | |
When things get turned around | |
I slow down | |
Dream about the notion of the perfect city | |
Imagine the 19th century never happened | |
Just a straight run from Beau Brummell to Bauhaus | |
Dreams never end | |
This house believes in skyscrapers | |
Chorus x5: | |
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again | |
Think about the love back in Finisterre | |
I want to know the whole of the city with you | |
You see McGee was into deals, Barrett was into moves. |
Natwest, Barclays, Midlands, Lloyds. | |
Use a bank? I' d rather die. | |
I loved to draw when I was a little girl | |
It helped me see the world as I wanted it to be | |
Sometimes I walk home through a network of car parks | |
Just because i can | |
I love the feeling of being slightly lost | |
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas | |
I love the lack of logic | |
I love the feeling of being slightly lost | |
I belive that music in the long run can straighten out most things | |
There are too many bands that act lame | |
Sound tame | |
I believe In Electrelane | |
Over here it' s new, it' s now, it' s you, it' s clean | |
The beard and lipstick scene | |
So look beyond Big brother, gossip culture, | |
So bored of stupidity | |
The myth of common sense | |
I believe in Donovan over Dylan | |
In love over cynicism | |
Oh, nbsp?????????? | |
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again x3 | |
Think about the love back in Finisterre | |
Five miles north is a town | |
of silver birches | |
Twentyseven chuches | |
A look of horror if you drop a H | |
Around here its hoods up and heads down | |
Got it the wrong way around | |
When things get turned around | |
I slow down | |
Dream about the notion of the perfect city | |
Imagine the 19th century never happened | |
Just a straight run from Beau Brummell to Bauhaus | |
Dreams never end | |
This house believes in skyscrapers | |
Chorus x5: | |
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again | |
Think about the love back in Finisterre | |
I want to know the whole of the city with you | |
You see McGee was into deals, Barrett was into moves. |