Liars' Bar 歌词

歌曲	Liars' Bar
歌手	The Beautiful South
专辑	The Beautiful South - Gold
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	作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray
	作词 : Heaton, Rotheray
	(heaton/rotheray)
	Well sitting in a bar alone
	Where no-one knows your name
	Is like laying in a graveyard
	Wide awake
	You're scared that if you cough or yawn
	You might wake up the dead
	So pretend to read a paper
	Or just drink instead
	I'm a stand-up comedian
	But i'd sit down if i could
	The world just seems
	To want folk like me to stand
	And the punch-lines seem to disappear
	Like clouds across the sky
	And the laughter could be real
	Or could be canned
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar's bar
	Well living with a lying man
	Could never really hurt
	But living with a drunk
	Well no-one deserves
	And you're looking for your husband
	You're not sure he's still alive
	Don't bother with the cemetery
	He'll be down at liar's dive
	I'm a travelling businessman
	I just stopped in for one drink
	You'll find
	That i'm not like the other men
	Their noses are red
	Whilst mine is only pink
	And they didn't choose their drink
	Their drink chose them
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar's bar
	And the grave-digger's smiling
	At his reflection in his spade
	He's visiting the seediest
	The shallowest of graves
	The vocal chords of elephants
	And the characters of mice
	They're singing "whisky, whisky"
	So good they named it twice
	Well don't pass buildings with lights on
	If i said that i did i'd have lied
	'cause what looks like a chinese restaurant
	May have chinese new year inside
	And son all my life i've been searching
	The bars i've been in i forget
	The lights outside ever brighter
	But a light on the inside not yet
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar's bar
	And he's a world-wide traveller
	He's not like me or you
	But he comes in mighty regular
	For one who's passing through
	That one came in his work clothes
	He's missed his last bus home
	He's missed a hell of a lot of buses
	For a man who wants to roam
	If i look rough i am rough
	If i look sad i am
	If i look broke i am broke
	Just a broke down piece of man
	I've turned over enough leaves
	To fill an autumn
	And if i had one final wish
	I'd be your slave for a decade
	If you could take me away from this
	If you took me away from this
	I'd be different you'd see
	'cause i didn't choose the drink
	A drink just chose me
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar's bar
	Well i'm smoking like a chimney
	And i'm drinking like a fish
	At liar's bar

	zuo qu : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray
	zuo ci : Heaton, Rotheray
	heaton rotheray
	Well sitting in a bar alone
	Where noone knows your name
	Is like laying in a graveyard
	Wide awake
	You' re scared that if you cough or yawn
	You might wake up the dead
	So pretend to read a paper
	Or just drink instead
	I' m a standup comedian
	But i' d sit down if i could
	The world just seems
	To want folk like me to stand
	And the punchlines seem to disappear
	Like clouds across the sky
	And the laughter could be real
	Or could be canned
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	Well living with a lying man
	Could never really hurt
	But living with a drunk
	Well noone deserves
	And you' re looking for your husband
	You' re not sure he' s still alive
	Don' t bother with the cemetery
	He' ll be down at liar' s dive
	I' m a travelling businessman
	I just stopped in for one drink
	You' ll find
	That i' m not like the other men
	Their noses are red
	Whilst mine is only pink
	And they didn' t choose their drink
	Their drink chose them
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	And the gravedigger' s smiling
	At his reflection in his spade
	He' s visiting the seediest
	The shallowest of graves
	The vocal chords of elephants
	And the characters of mice
	They' re singing " whisky, whisky"
	So good they named it twice
	Well don' t pass buildings with lights on
	If i said that i did i' d have lied
	' cause what looks like a chinese restaurant
	May have chinese new year inside
	And son all my life i' ve been searching
	The bars i' ve been in i forget
	The lights outside ever brighter
	But a light on the inside not yet
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	And he' s a worldwide traveller
	He' s not like me or you
	But he comes in mighty regular
	For one who' s passing through
	That one came in his work clothes
	He' s missed his last bus home
	He' s missed a hell of a lot of buses
	For a man who wants to roam
	If i look rough i am rough
	If i look sad i am
	If i look broke i am broke
	Just a broke down piece of man
	I' ve turned over enough leaves
	To fill an autumn
	And if i had one final wish
	I' d be your slave for a decade
	If you could take me away from this
	If you took me away from this
	I' d be different you' d see
	' cause i didn' t choose the drink
	A drink just chose me
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	Well i' m smoking like a chimney
	And i' m drinking like a fish
	At liar' s bar

	zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray
	zuò cí : Heaton, Rotheray
	heaton rotheray
	Well sitting in a bar alone
	Where noone knows your name
	Is like laying in a graveyard
	Wide awake
	You' re scared that if you cough or yawn
	You might wake up the dead
	So pretend to read a paper
	Or just drink instead
	I' m a standup comedian
	But i' d sit down if i could
	The world just seems
	To want folk like me to stand
	And the punchlines seem to disappear
	Like clouds across the sky
	And the laughter could be real
	Or could be canned
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	Well living with a lying man
	Could never really hurt
	But living with a drunk
	Well noone deserves
	And you' re looking for your husband
	You' re not sure he' s still alive
	Don' t bother with the cemetery
	He' ll be down at liar' s dive
	I' m a travelling businessman
	I just stopped in for one drink
	You' ll find
	That i' m not like the other men
	Their noses are red
	Whilst mine is only pink
	And they didn' t choose their drink
	Their drink chose them
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	And the gravedigger' s smiling
	At his reflection in his spade
	He' s visiting the seediest
	The shallowest of graves
	The vocal chords of elephants
	And the characters of mice
	They' re singing " whisky, whisky"
	So good they named it twice
	Well don' t pass buildings with lights on
	If i said that i did i' d have lied
	' cause what looks like a chinese restaurant
	May have chinese new year inside
	And son all my life i' ve been searching
	The bars i' ve been in i forget
	The lights outside ever brighter
	But a light on the inside not yet
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	And he' s a worldwide traveller
	He' s not like me or you
	But he comes in mighty regular
	For one who' s passing through
	That one came in his work clothes
	He' s missed his last bus home
	He' s missed a hell of a lot of buses
	For a man who wants to roam
	If i look rough i am rough
	If i look sad i am
	If i look broke i am broke
	Just a broke down piece of man
	I' ve turned over enough leaves
	To fill an autumn
	And if i had one final wish
	I' d be your slave for a decade
	If you could take me away from this
	If you took me away from this
	I' d be different you' d see
	' cause i didn' t choose the drink
	A drink just chose me
	Rum by the kettle drum
	Whiskey by the jar
	At liar' s bar
	Well i' m smoking like a chimney
	And i' m drinking like a fish
	At liar' s bar

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