歌曲 | This Town |
歌手 | Thea Gilmore |
专辑 | Murphy's Heart |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Well hello my little train wreck | |
I am your worst fear | |
I'm a mortuary postcard | |
I'm a graveyard souvenir | |
And have I got your attention | |
Now put your hands where I can see them | |
Give me your heart and soul boy | |
Cos you aint gonna need them. | |
I've seen your sort before you know | |
The kind that likes to mess around | |
You think you're riding with the wind | |
You think you're dancing underground | |
And you think it is your birthright | |
To drink and take your fill | |
But for all your running honey | |
Well you've just been standing still | |
Now you aint gonna heaven | |
And you aint gonna hell | |
There's a place worse than either | |
From what I hear tell | |
You're gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
You're gonna stay in this town this town this town. | |
Well hello my little car crash | |
I am your only hope | |
I’ll be your silver bullet | |
I’ll be your knotted rope | |
Cos I hate to see you suffer | |
Unless you suffer right | |
I almost wanna show you mercy | |
But not quite. | |
So calling all you angels | |
Calling all you devils too | |
Well this poor excuse for living's | |
Just not good enough for you | |
Now you aint gonna heaven | |
And you aint gonna hell | |
There's a place worse than either | |
From what I hear tell | |
You're gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
You're gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Oh you're gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Yeah you're gonna stay in this town. | |
Well I can tell what you are thinking | |
That one day you’ll make amends | |
But the creeping hands of static | |
Are gonna get you in the end | |
And soon you'll be a memory | |
Of a shadow of a lie | |
You’ll be a cautionary tale | |
Oh the boy who couldn't fly. | |
And you're gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Said you're gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Yeah you're gonna stay in this town this town this town this town | |
You're gonna stay in this town. |
Well hello my little train wreck | |
I am your worst fear | |
I' m a mortuary postcard | |
I' m a graveyard souvenir | |
And have I got your attention | |
Now put your hands where I can see them | |
Give me your heart and soul boy | |
Cos you aint gonna need them. | |
I' ve seen your sort before you know | |
The kind that likes to mess around | |
You think you' re riding with the wind | |
You think you' re dancing underground | |
And you think it is your birthright | |
To drink and take your fill | |
But for all your running honey | |
Well you' ve just been standing still | |
Now you aint gonna heaven | |
And you aint gonna hell | |
There' s a place worse than either | |
From what I hear tell | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town. | |
Well hello my little car crash | |
I am your only hope | |
I' ll be your silver bullet | |
I' ll be your knotted rope | |
Cos I hate to see you suffer | |
Unless you suffer right | |
I almost wanna show you mercy | |
But not quite. | |
So calling all you angels | |
Calling all you devils too | |
Well this poor excuse for living' s | |
Just not good enough for you | |
Now you aint gonna heaven | |
And you aint gonna hell | |
There' s a place worse than either | |
From what I hear tell | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Oh you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Yeah you' re gonna stay in this town. | |
Well I can tell what you are thinking | |
That one day you' ll make amends | |
But the creeping hands of static | |
Are gonna get you in the end | |
And soon you' ll be a memory | |
Of a shadow of a lie | |
You' ll be a cautionary tale | |
Oh the boy who couldn' t fly. | |
And you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Said you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Yeah you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town this town | |
You' re gonna stay in this town. |
Well hello my little train wreck | |
I am your worst fear | |
I' m a mortuary postcard | |
I' m a graveyard souvenir | |
And have I got your attention | |
Now put your hands where I can see them | |
Give me your heart and soul boy | |
Cos you aint gonna need them. | |
I' ve seen your sort before you know | |
The kind that likes to mess around | |
You think you' re riding with the wind | |
You think you' re dancing underground | |
And you think it is your birthright | |
To drink and take your fill | |
But for all your running honey | |
Well you' ve just been standing still | |
Now you aint gonna heaven | |
And you aint gonna hell | |
There' s a place worse than either | |
From what I hear tell | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town. | |
Well hello my little car crash | |
I am your only hope | |
I' ll be your silver bullet | |
I' ll be your knotted rope | |
Cos I hate to see you suffer | |
Unless you suffer right | |
I almost wanna show you mercy | |
But not quite. | |
So calling all you angels | |
Calling all you devils too | |
Well this poor excuse for living' s | |
Just not good enough for you | |
Now you aint gonna heaven | |
And you aint gonna hell | |
There' s a place worse than either | |
From what I hear tell | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
You' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Oh you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Yeah you' re gonna stay in this town. | |
Well I can tell what you are thinking | |
That one day you' ll make amends | |
But the creeping hands of static | |
Are gonna get you in the end | |
And soon you' ll be a memory | |
Of a shadow of a lie | |
You' ll be a cautionary tale | |
Oh the boy who couldn' t fly. | |
And you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Said you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town | |
Yeah you' re gonna stay in this town this town this town this town | |
You' re gonna stay in this town. |