[ti:1989]
[ar:The Rakes]
[al:1989]
[offset:0]
[00:13.55]Spent the night in three drinks time
[00:16.79]Where the bars were full it was summertime
[00:18.48]Punks were hangin out in the park
[00:21.47]While someone practised electric guitar
[00:24.24]We drank some homemade wine
[00:25.87]Now my heads not straight
[00:27.18]So I lean for a minute on a cemetery gate
[00:30.32]Half expecting to catch a sight
[00:32.88]Of the dead Russian soldiers marching into the night
[00:36.13]La la la la la laaaaa
[00:38.25]
[00:47.67]Feel the sea like the blood is she'd
[00:49.91]As the dawn rubs up against our aching head
[00:53.03]Girls light up pull there hoods up tight
[00:55.86]Stuck the money in your bra that you made last night
[00:59.18]Well I spent the night in three drinks time
[01:01.62]Bars were full there was no closing time
[01:04.49]Punks comparing tattoos and their scars
[01:07.30]Now everyone's waiting for the band to start
[01:10.97]La la la la la laaaaaa
[01:12.91]
[01:23.67]（Its alright if it all goes wrong in this cold lone city
[01:26.17]No one knows where your from）
[01:27.98]Woohoo woohoo woohoo
[01:34.52]
[01:44.69]Oh the camera pulls away to show a hidden alleyway
[01:47.35]Of broken bags and dreams by Turkish cafes
[01:50.34]Where the dirty little pigeon played his inner puddle
[01:53.15]By the drip drip drip of an emptying bottle
[01:55.80]Of champagne perched on top of a half bombed church
[01:58.81]Seeing angels who hear our wounds that make no sounds
[02:03.38]The bird flies out to meet the hopes of the dream
[02:08.25]And see what such grand stories
[02:11.00]He's in the right to the left wing
[02:13.31]He tries so hard
[02:14.80]But falls back to earth to the filth of the yard
[02:20.36]The singers blood runs cold like the spree
[02:21.79]But not this girl not when she was 19
[02:23.35]It was 1989
[02:24.10]It's alright if it all goes wrong in this cold lone city
[02:27.68]No one knows where your from