[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Paul Weller |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Paul Weller |
[00:14.17] | Better stop dreaming of the quiet life |
[00:16.41] | 'Cos it's the one we'll never know |
[00:18.84] | And quit running for that runaway bus |
[00:21.09] | 'Cos those Rosey days are few |
[00:23.23] | And stop apologizing for the things |
[00:26.56] | You've never done |
[00:28.29] | 'Cos time is short and life is cruel |
[00:30.52] | But it's up to us to change |
[00:32.43] | This town called Malice |
[00:42.60] | Rows and rows of disused milk floats |
[00:44.60] | Stand dying in the dairy yard |
[00:47.01] | And a hundred lonely housewives |
[00:49.06] | Clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts |
[00:51.98] | Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry |
[00:56.52] | It's enough to make you stop believing |
[00:58.79] | When tears come fast and furious |
[01:00.55] | In a town called Malice |
[01:20.55] | Struggle after struggle year after year |
[01:25.04] | The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice |
[01:27.13] | I'm almost stone cold dead |
[01:28.94] | In a town called Malice |
[01:39.16] | A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef |
[01:43.74] | Gets dashed against the coop |
[01:48.43] | To either cut down on beer or the kids' new gear |
[01:50.86] | It's a big decision in a town called Malice |
[02:10.04] | Ghost of a steam train echoes down my track |
[02:14.59] | It's at the moment bound for nowhere |
[02:16.73] | Just going 'round and 'round |
[02:19.12] | Playground kids and creaking swings |
[02:21.68] | Lost laughter in the breeze |
[02:23.52] | I could go on for hours and I probably will |
[02:25.71] | But I'd sooner put some joy back |
[02:27.30] | In this town called Malice |
[02:36.94] | In this town called Malice |
[02:46.26] | In this town called Malice |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Paul Weller |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Paul Weller |
[00:14.17] | Better stop dreaming of the quiet life |
[00:16.41] | ' Cos it' s the one we' ll never know |
[00:18.84] | And quit running for that runaway bus |
[00:21.09] | ' Cos those Rosey days are few |
[00:23.23] | And stop apologizing for the things |
[00:26.56] | You' ve never done |
[00:28.29] | ' Cos time is short and life is cruel |
[00:30.52] | But it' s up to us to change |
[00:32.43] | This town called Malice |
[00:42.60] | Rows and rows of disused milk floats |
[00:44.60] | Stand dying in the dairy yard |
[00:47.01] | And a hundred lonely housewives |
[00:49.06] | Clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts |
[00:51.98] | Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry |
[00:56.52] | It' s enough to make you stop believing |
[00:58.79] | When tears come fast and furious |
[01:00.55] | In a town called Malice |
[01:20.55] | Struggle after struggle year after year |
[01:25.04] | The atmosphere' s a fine blend of ice |
[01:27.13] | I' m almost stone cold dead |
[01:28.94] | In a town called Malice |
[01:39.16] | A whole street' s belief in Sunday' s roast beef |
[01:43.74] | Gets dashed against the coop |
[01:48.43] | To either cut down on beer or the kids' new gear |
[01:50.86] | It' s a big decision in a town called Malice |
[02:10.04] | Ghost of a steam train echoes down my track |
[02:14.59] | It' s at the moment bound for nowhere |
[02:16.73] | Just going ' round and ' round |
[02:19.12] | Playground kids and creaking swings |
[02:21.68] | Lost laughter in the breeze |
[02:23.52] | I could go on for hours and I probably will |
[02:25.71] | But I' d sooner put some joy back |
[02:27.30] | In this town called Malice |
[02:36.94] | In this town called Malice |
[02:46.26] | In this town called Malice |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Paul Weller |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Paul Weller |
[00:14.17] | Better stop dreaming of the quiet life |
[00:16.41] | ' Cos it' s the one we' ll never know |
[00:18.84] | And quit running for that runaway bus |
[00:21.09] | ' Cos those Rosey days are few |
[00:23.23] | And stop apologizing for the things |
[00:26.56] | You' ve never done |
[00:28.29] | ' Cos time is short and life is cruel |
[00:30.52] | But it' s up to us to change |
[00:32.43] | This town called Malice |
[00:42.60] | Rows and rows of disused milk floats |
[00:44.60] | Stand dying in the dairy yard |
[00:47.01] | And a hundred lonely housewives |
[00:49.06] | Clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts |
[00:51.98] | Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry |
[00:56.52] | It' s enough to make you stop believing |
[00:58.79] | When tears come fast and furious |
[01:00.55] | In a town called Malice |
[01:20.55] | Struggle after struggle year after year |
[01:25.04] | The atmosphere' s a fine blend of ice |
[01:27.13] | I' m almost stone cold dead |
[01:28.94] | In a town called Malice |
[01:39.16] | A whole street' s belief in Sunday' s roast beef |
[01:43.74] | Gets dashed against the coop |
[01:48.43] | To either cut down on beer or the kids' new gear |
[01:50.86] | It' s a big decision in a town called Malice |
[02:10.04] | Ghost of a steam train echoes down my track |
[02:14.59] | It' s at the moment bound for nowhere |
[02:16.73] | Just going ' round and ' round |
[02:19.12] | Playground kids and creaking swings |
[02:21.68] | Lost laughter in the breeze |
[02:23.52] | I could go on for hours and I probably will |
[02:25.71] | But I' d sooner put some joy back |
[02:27.30] | In this town called Malice |
[02:36.94] | In this town called Malice |
[02:46.26] | In this town called Malice |