歌曲 | Prettiest Eyes |
歌手 | The Beautiful South |
专辑 | The Beautiful South - Gold |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray | |
(heaton/rotheray) | |
Line one is the time | |
That you, you first stayed over at mine | |
And we drank our first bottle of wine | |
And we cried | |
Line two we're away | |
And we both, we both had nowhere to stay | |
Well the bus-shelter's always ok | |
When you're young | |
Now you're older and i look at your face | |
Every wrinkle is so easy to place | |
And i only write them down just in case | |
That you die | |
Let's take a look at these crows feet, just look | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Sixty 25th of decembers | |
Fifty-nine 4th of julys | |
Not through the age or the failure, children | |
Not through the hate or despise | |
Take a good look at these crows feet | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Line three i forget | |
But i think, i think it was our first ever bet | |
And the horse we backed was short of a leg | |
Never mind | |
Line four in a park | |
And the things, the things that people do in the dark | |
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart | |
Then we did | |
Now you're older and i look at your face | |
Every wrinkle is so easy to place | |
And i only write them down just in case | |
You should die | |
Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Sixty 25th of decembers | |
Fifty-nine 4th of julys | |
You can't have too many good times, children | |
You can't have too many lines | |
Take a good look at these crows feet | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Well my eyes look like a map of the town | |
And my teeth are either yellow or they're brown | |
But you'll never hear the crack of a frown | |
When you are here | |
You'll never hear the crack | |
Of a frown |
zuo qu : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray | |
heaton rotheray | |
Line one is the time | |
That you, you first stayed over at mine | |
And we drank our first bottle of wine | |
And we cried | |
Line two we' re away | |
And we both, we both had nowhere to stay | |
Well the busshelter' s always ok | |
When you' re young | |
Now you' re older and i look at your face | |
Every wrinkle is so easy to place | |
And i only write them down just in case | |
That you die | |
Let' s take a look at these crows feet, just look | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Sixty 25th of decembers | |
Fiftynine 4th of julys | |
Not through the age or the failure, children | |
Not through the hate or despise | |
Take a good look at these crows feet | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Line three i forget | |
But i think, i think it was our first ever bet | |
And the horse we backed was short of a leg | |
Never mind | |
Line four in a park | |
And the things, the things that people do in the dark | |
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart | |
Then we did | |
Now you' re older and i look at your face | |
Every wrinkle is so easy to place | |
And i only write them down just in case | |
You should die | |
Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Sixty 25th of decembers | |
Fiftynine 4th of julys | |
You can' t have too many good times, children | |
You can' t have too many lines | |
Take a good look at these crows feet | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Well my eyes look like a map of the town | |
And my teeth are either yellow or they' re brown | |
But you' ll never hear the crack of a frown | |
When you are here | |
You' ll never hear the crack | |
Of a frown |
zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray | |
heaton rotheray | |
Line one is the time | |
That you, you first stayed over at mine | |
And we drank our first bottle of wine | |
And we cried | |
Line two we' re away | |
And we both, we both had nowhere to stay | |
Well the busshelter' s always ok | |
When you' re young | |
Now you' re older and i look at your face | |
Every wrinkle is so easy to place | |
And i only write them down just in case | |
That you die | |
Let' s take a look at these crows feet, just look | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Sixty 25th of decembers | |
Fiftynine 4th of julys | |
Not through the age or the failure, children | |
Not through the hate or despise | |
Take a good look at these crows feet | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Line three i forget | |
But i think, i think it was our first ever bet | |
And the horse we backed was short of a leg | |
Never mind | |
Line four in a park | |
And the things, the things that people do in the dark | |
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart | |
Then we did | |
Now you' re older and i look at your face | |
Every wrinkle is so easy to place | |
And i only write them down just in case | |
You should die | |
Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Sixty 25th of decembers | |
Fiftynine 4th of julys | |
You can' t have too many good times, children | |
You can' t have too many lines | |
Take a good look at these crows feet | |
Sitting on the prettiest eyes | |
Well my eyes look like a map of the town | |
And my teeth are either yellow or they' re brown | |
But you' ll never hear the crack of a frown | |
When you are here | |
You' ll never hear the crack | |
Of a frown |