歌曲 | Pandamonia |
歌手 | Rick Wakeman |
专辑 | The Cost of Living |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Rice, Wakeman | |
I hear it down in the hole | |
Hear it out on the street | |
And if they're found, they'll warn us | |
An indestructible beat | |
It's the same every day | |
Hardly merits a fuss | |
Just a pull and a tweak | |
And an evil in us | |
I hear the noise of the feet | |
I'm going to shove it somewhere | |
A lovely day for a fight | |
Another troll to explain | |
They're screaming out, "who'll be next?" | |
As they get onto the bus | |
Next into the womb | |
They're bulldog to us | |
I hear it out in the space | |
Where the fields used to be | |
I'll be the hell on the earth | |
It's the price that I'll pay | |
An inescapable crime | |
And it's so easy to suss | |
Tell the world, we destroy | |
Kill it, evil quick | |
Us | |
There isn't much you can do | |
Not a lot you can say | |
Pandamonia reigns | |
And the rain may stop the lady | |
It's like disease that we pay | |
Nothing more to discuss | |
Just for me coming back | |
We've been missing some | |
When you thought over old times | |
With a client or two | |
At peace and in pieces | |
We'll tell something new | |
Don't make us win | |
And there'll be no major plus | |
Don't move... | |
We'll stick with our | |
Ah ah ah ah ah. |
zuo ci : Rice, Wakeman | |
I hear it down in the hole | |
Hear it out on the street | |
And if they' re found, they' ll warn us | |
An indestructible beat | |
It' s the same every day | |
Hardly merits a fuss | |
Just a pull and a tweak | |
And an evil in us | |
I hear the noise of the feet | |
I' m going to shove it somewhere | |
A lovely day for a fight | |
Another troll to explain | |
They' re screaming out, " who' ll be next?" | |
As they get onto the bus | |
Next into the womb | |
They' re bulldog to us | |
I hear it out in the space | |
Where the fields used to be | |
I' ll be the hell on the earth | |
It' s the price that I' ll pay | |
An inescapable crime | |
And it' s so easy to suss | |
Tell the world, we destroy | |
Kill it, evil quick | |
Us | |
There isn' t much you can do | |
Not a lot you can say | |
Pandamonia reigns | |
And the rain may stop the lady | |
It' s like disease that we pay | |
Nothing more to discuss | |
Just for me coming back | |
We' ve been missing some | |
When you thought over old times | |
With a client or two | |
At peace and in pieces | |
We' ll tell something new | |
Don' t make us win | |
And there' ll be no major plus | |
Don' t move... | |
We' ll stick with our | |
Ah ah ah ah ah. |
zuò cí : Rice, Wakeman | |
I hear it down in the hole | |
Hear it out on the street | |
And if they' re found, they' ll warn us | |
An indestructible beat | |
It' s the same every day | |
Hardly merits a fuss | |
Just a pull and a tweak | |
And an evil in us | |
I hear the noise of the feet | |
I' m going to shove it somewhere | |
A lovely day for a fight | |
Another troll to explain | |
They' re screaming out, " who' ll be next?" | |
As they get onto the bus | |
Next into the womb | |
They' re bulldog to us | |
I hear it out in the space | |
Where the fields used to be | |
I' ll be the hell on the earth | |
It' s the price that I' ll pay | |
An inescapable crime | |
And it' s so easy to suss | |
Tell the world, we destroy | |
Kill it, evil quick | |
Us | |
There isn' t much you can do | |
Not a lot you can say | |
Pandamonia reigns | |
And the rain may stop the lady | |
It' s like disease that we pay | |
Nothing more to discuss | |
Just for me coming back | |
We' ve been missing some | |
When you thought over old times | |
With a client or two | |
At peace and in pieces | |
We' ll tell something new | |
Don' t make us win | |
And there' ll be no major plus | |
Don' t move... | |
We' ll stick with our | |
Ah ah ah ah ah. |