歌曲 | Buffalo Flower |
歌手 | The Mynabirds |
专辑 | Generals |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
So we go down to the red to the river | |
Dig our hands deep in the banks of the sand | |
Loose all the black of the souls buried there | |
Forgive every man | |
Moving uptown, gonna clear the air | |
Moving uptown, then we’ll go everywhere | |
Buffalo flower | |
My queen of the plains | |
When the bully winds | |
Push on your shoulder | |
You show them who’s king | |
Oh the man of the hour | |
Is another pretty young buck | |
Pinstripes and a tongue | |
Like a fresh cut flower | |
Promises sure to wither up | |
Oh my man, your hour’s up | |
So we’ll march up out the road out the valley | |
Build a town tall at the top of the hill | |
If we don’t start one foot in front of the other | |
We never will | |
Can’t change the weather | |
But we sure can change our shoes | |
Can’t change what we weather | |
But we can change what we do | |
Buffalo flower | |
My queen of the plains | |
When the bully winds | |
Push on your shoulder | |
You show them who’s king | |
Gonna do what I can | |
Right where I stand | |
I’m gonna do what I can |
So we go down to the red to the river | |
Dig our hands deep in the banks of the sand | |
Loose all the black of the souls buried there | |
Forgive every man | |
Moving uptown, gonna clear the air | |
Moving uptown, then we' ll go everywhere | |
Buffalo flower | |
My queen of the plains | |
When the bully winds | |
Push on your shoulder | |
You show them who' s king | |
Oh the man of the hour | |
Is another pretty young buck | |
Pinstripes and a tongue | |
Like a fresh cut flower | |
Promises sure to wither up | |
Oh my man, your hour' s up | |
So we' ll march up out the road out the valley | |
Build a town tall at the top of the hill | |
If we don' t start one foot in front of the other | |
We never will | |
Can' t change the weather | |
But we sure can change our shoes | |
Can' t change what we weather | |
But we can change what we do | |
Buffalo flower | |
My queen of the plains | |
When the bully winds | |
Push on your shoulder | |
You show them who' s king | |
Gonna do what I can | |
Right where I stand | |
I' m gonna do what I can |
So we go down to the red to the river | |
Dig our hands deep in the banks of the sand | |
Loose all the black of the souls buried there | |
Forgive every man | |
Moving uptown, gonna clear the air | |
Moving uptown, then we' ll go everywhere | |
Buffalo flower | |
My queen of the plains | |
When the bully winds | |
Push on your shoulder | |
You show them who' s king | |
Oh the man of the hour | |
Is another pretty young buck | |
Pinstripes and a tongue | |
Like a fresh cut flower | |
Promises sure to wither up | |
Oh my man, your hour' s up | |
So we' ll march up out the road out the valley | |
Build a town tall at the top of the hill | |
If we don' t start one foot in front of the other | |
We never will | |
Can' t change the weather | |
But we sure can change our shoes | |
Can' t change what we weather | |
But we can change what we do | |
Buffalo flower | |
My queen of the plains | |
When the bully winds | |
Push on your shoulder | |
You show them who' s king | |
Gonna do what I can | |
Right where I stand | |
I' m gonna do what I can |