歌曲 | Get Blown Away |
歌手 | Ocean Colour Scene |
专辑 | Songs For The Front Row - The Best Of Ocean Colour Scene |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Steve Cradock & Simon Fowler & Oscar Harrison & Damon Minchella | |
作词 : Ocean Colour Scene | |
When she blows the candle flame to smoke | |
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes | |
And monday she’ll go down town standing naked in the road | |
You may know what | |
I am But who | |
I am you don’t know | |
She’ll run across the mustard dust sand | |
Scream down the wind | |
And the sea is in a cold | |
Like when in holiday homes | |
And houses that like sweets confectionary | |
Sandcastles and drinking wine | |
Hungry dinners perfectly timed | |
And mother and father glowing young | |
Happy to be each other together | |
When she blows the candle out | |
She goes to bed and lies and drags through her head | |
The day that went way of every day | |
But tomorrow she’ll fly a plane | |
Over the fields where the houses aren’t built yet | |
She smiled sweetly across the room | |
Through the lunch time smoke | |
And I loved her for a second | |
And discarded the queen and | |
I know How sweetness turns sour | |
And leaves they turn to brown | |
And then to earth and dust | |
And settle in this town | |
You get blown away | |
You get blown away | |
You get blown away | |
When she blows the candle flame to smoke | |
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes | |
And monday she’ll go down town standing naked in the road | |
You may know what | |
I am But who | |
I am you don’t know | |
She’ll run across the mustard dust sand | |
Scream down the wind | |
And the sea is in a cold | |
Like when in holiday homes | |
And houses that like sweets confectionary | |
Sandcastles and drinking wine | |
Hungry dinners perfectly timed | |
She smiled sweetly across the lunch time smoke | |
And I loved her for a second and discarded the queen and | |
I know When men are being little boys again | |
And women cruel step mothers of old | |
And this is the invention | |
The adventure of my own | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away |
zuo qu : Steve Cradock Simon Fowler Oscar Harrison Damon Minchella | |
zuo ci : Ocean Colour Scene | |
When she blows the candle flame to smoke | |
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes | |
And monday she' ll go down town standing naked in the road | |
You may know what | |
I am But who | |
I am you don' t know | |
She' ll run across the mustard dust sand | |
Scream down the wind | |
And the sea is in a cold | |
Like when in holiday homes | |
And houses that like sweets confectionary | |
Sandcastles and drinking wine | |
Hungry dinners perfectly timed | |
And mother and father glowing young | |
Happy to be each other together | |
When she blows the candle out | |
She goes to bed and lies and drags through her head | |
The day that went way of every day | |
But tomorrow she' ll fly a plane | |
Over the fields where the houses aren' t built yet | |
She smiled sweetly across the room | |
Through the lunch time smoke | |
And I loved her for a second | |
And discarded the queen and | |
I know How sweetness turns sour | |
And leaves they turn to brown | |
And then to earth and dust | |
And settle in this town | |
You get blown away | |
You get blown away | |
You get blown away | |
When she blows the candle flame to smoke | |
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes | |
And monday she' ll go down town standing naked in the road | |
You may know what | |
I am But who | |
I am you don' t know | |
She' ll run across the mustard dust sand | |
Scream down the wind | |
And the sea is in a cold | |
Like when in holiday homes | |
And houses that like sweets confectionary | |
Sandcastles and drinking wine | |
Hungry dinners perfectly timed | |
She smiled sweetly across the lunch time smoke | |
And I loved her for a second and discarded the queen and | |
I know When men are being little boys again | |
And women cruel step mothers of old | |
And this is the invention | |
The adventure of my own | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away |
zuò qǔ : Steve Cradock Simon Fowler Oscar Harrison Damon Minchella | |
zuò cí : Ocean Colour Scene | |
When she blows the candle flame to smoke | |
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes | |
And monday she' ll go down town standing naked in the road | |
You may know what | |
I am But who | |
I am you don' t know | |
She' ll run across the mustard dust sand | |
Scream down the wind | |
And the sea is in a cold | |
Like when in holiday homes | |
And houses that like sweets confectionary | |
Sandcastles and drinking wine | |
Hungry dinners perfectly timed | |
And mother and father glowing young | |
Happy to be each other together | |
When she blows the candle out | |
She goes to bed and lies and drags through her head | |
The day that went way of every day | |
But tomorrow she' ll fly a plane | |
Over the fields where the houses aren' t built yet | |
She smiled sweetly across the room | |
Through the lunch time smoke | |
And I loved her for a second | |
And discarded the queen and | |
I know How sweetness turns sour | |
And leaves they turn to brown | |
And then to earth and dust | |
And settle in this town | |
You get blown away | |
You get blown away | |
You get blown away | |
When she blows the candle flame to smoke | |
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes | |
And monday she' ll go down town standing naked in the road | |
You may know what | |
I am But who | |
I am you don' t know | |
She' ll run across the mustard dust sand | |
Scream down the wind | |
And the sea is in a cold | |
Like when in holiday homes | |
And houses that like sweets confectionary | |
Sandcastles and drinking wine | |
Hungry dinners perfectly timed | |
She smiled sweetly across the lunch time smoke | |
And I loved her for a second and discarded the queen and | |
I know When men are being little boys again | |
And women cruel step mothers of old | |
And this is the invention | |
The adventure of my own | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away | |
I get blown away |