歌曲 | Cue Fanfare |
歌手 | Prefab Sprout |
专辑 | Swoon |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McAloon | |
Some expressions take me back, like 'hair of gold' and | |
'sweet mary' and 'running to me'. | |
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes - nostalgia supplies. | |
Loredo hihgstreet buried me - beneath an oak tree. | |
As this is to me:then so to you is something else, | |
That keeps you up long past your bedtime, tearing hair. | |
The sweetest moment comes at last - the waitings over, | |
In shock they stare and cue fanfare. | |
When bobby fischer's plane - plane plane - touches the ground - | |
Plane plane he'll take those russian boys and play them out of town. | |
The sweetest moment comes at least - the waitings over, | |
In shock they stare and cue fanfare. | |
When bobby fischer's plane - plane plane - touches the ground - | |
Plane plane he'll take those russian boys and play them out of town, | |
Playing for blood as grandmasters should. | |
Some obsessions take me back, like 'hair of golf' and 'sweet mary' | |
And 'running to me'. | |
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes - nostalgia supplies. | |
Loredo hihgstreet buried me - beneath an oak tree. |
zuo ci : McAloon | |
Some expressions take me back, like ' hair of gold' and | |
' sweet mary' and ' running to me'. | |
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes nostalgia supplies. | |
Loredo hihgstreet buried me beneath an oak tree. | |
As this is to me: then so to you is something else, | |
That keeps you up long past your bedtime, tearing hair. | |
The sweetest moment comes at last the waitings over, | |
In shock they stare and cue fanfare. | |
When bobby fischer' s plane plane plane touches the ground | |
Plane plane he' ll take those russian boys and play them out of town. | |
The sweetest moment comes at least the waitings over, | |
In shock they stare and cue fanfare. | |
When bobby fischer' s plane plane plane touches the ground | |
Plane plane he' ll take those russian boys and play them out of town, | |
Playing for blood as grandmasters should. | |
Some obsessions take me back, like ' hair of golf' and ' sweet mary' | |
And ' running to me'. | |
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes nostalgia supplies. | |
Loredo hihgstreet buried me beneath an oak tree. |
zuò cí : McAloon | |
Some expressions take me back, like ' hair of gold' and | |
' sweet mary' and ' running to me'. | |
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes nostalgia supplies. | |
Loredo hihgstreet buried me beneath an oak tree. | |
As this is to me: then so to you is something else, | |
That keeps you up long past your bedtime, tearing hair. | |
The sweetest moment comes at last the waitings over, | |
In shock they stare and cue fanfare. | |
When bobby fischer' s plane plane plane touches the ground | |
Plane plane he' ll take those russian boys and play them out of town. | |
The sweetest moment comes at least the waitings over, | |
In shock they stare and cue fanfare. | |
When bobby fischer' s plane plane plane touches the ground | |
Plane plane he' ll take those russian boys and play them out of town, | |
Playing for blood as grandmasters should. | |
Some obsessions take me back, like ' hair of golf' and ' sweet mary' | |
And ' running to me'. | |
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes nostalgia supplies. | |
Loredo hihgstreet buried me beneath an oak tree. |