| 歌曲 | First Light |
| 歌手 | Martin John Henry |
| 专辑 | The Other Half of Everything |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Every time I come around there | |
| Black boxes full of tar abound | |
| Did you notice when it left you? | |
| No polis came to protect you | |
| Somewhere up the trains | |
| We were only weans | |
| Who died and forgot about this | |
| As a child | |
| I knew that | |
| I would die | |
| As I grew up | |
| Material | |
| It’s all material | |
| Such fine material | |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, material | |
| Now every time I come away | |
| Fluorescent strip-lights always say | |
| Here’s your colour temperature kids | |
| Spin me round | |
| And turn it up | |
| Don’t look down | |
| When you come up | |
| Here’s the truth | |
| So listen up | |
| We all died when we grew up | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light. |
| Every time I come around there | |
| Black boxes full of tar abound | |
| Did you notice when it left you? | |
| No polis came to protect you | |
| Somewhere up the trains | |
| We were only weans | |
| Who died and forgot about this | |
| As a child | |
| I knew that | |
| I would die | |
| As I grew up | |
| Material | |
| It' s all material | |
| Such fine material | |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, material | |
| Now every time I come away | |
| Fluorescent striplights always say | |
| Here' s your colour temperature kids | |
| Spin me round | |
| And turn it up | |
| Don' t look down | |
| When you come up | |
| Here' s the truth | |
| So listen up | |
| We all died when we grew up | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light. |
| Every time I come around there | |
| Black boxes full of tar abound | |
| Did you notice when it left you? | |
| No polis came to protect you | |
| Somewhere up the trains | |
| We were only weans | |
| Who died and forgot about this | |
| As a child | |
| I knew that | |
| I would die | |
| As I grew up | |
| Material | |
| It' s all material | |
| Such fine material | |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, material | |
| Now every time I come away | |
| Fluorescent striplights always say | |
| Here' s your colour temperature kids | |
| Spin me round | |
| And turn it up | |
| Don' t look down | |
| When you come up | |
| Here' s the truth | |
| So listen up | |
| We all died when we grew up | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light | |
| First light is our last | |
| Last light is our first light. |