歌曲 | Smithereens |
歌手 | The Heart Strings |
专辑 | Flap Your Crazy Wings |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Dead of night, caught up in a fire fight | |
Way out on the other side of no mans land | |
I see my girl hold out her hand | |
Back and forth, we’re letting our cannons roar | |
She’s saying just wave your flag and let me in | |
There’s no deep trench can save your skin | |
So, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens | |
I stood my ground, till mortars came crashing down | |
Straight out of the flaming heart of womankind | |
They knocked me back with blinding light | |
Pouring blood, chest open and pumping love | |
I’m thinking oh … | |
No, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens | |
Sometimes, some days, you get blown to smithereens… | |
Here she comes | |
Here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens. |
Dead of night, caught up in a fire fight | |
Way out on the other side of no mans land | |
I see my girl hold out her hand | |
Back and forth, we' re letting our cannons roar | |
She' s saying just wave your flag and let me in | |
There' s no deep trench can save your skin | |
So, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens | |
I stood my ground, till mortars came crashing down | |
Straight out of the flaming heart of womankind | |
They knocked me back with blinding light | |
Pouring blood, chest open and pumping love | |
I' m thinking oh | |
No, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens | |
Sometimes, some days, you get blown to smithereens | |
Here she comes | |
Here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens. |
Dead of night, caught up in a fire fight | |
Way out on the other side of no mans land | |
I see my girl hold out her hand | |
Back and forth, we' re letting our cannons roar | |
She' s saying just wave your flag and let me in | |
There' s no deep trench can save your skin | |
So, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens | |
I stood my ground, till mortars came crashing down | |
Straight out of the flaming heart of womankind | |
They knocked me back with blinding light | |
Pouring blood, chest open and pumping love | |
I' m thinking oh | |
No, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens | |
Sometimes, some days, you get blown to smithereens | |
Here she comes | |
Here she comes | |
Here she comes, to run me down, to take in, to turn me out | |
Oh, here she comes | |
Here she comes, to haunt my dreams, to blow my heart | |
To Smithereens. |