歌曲 | Fiction |
歌手 | The Lucksmiths |
专辑 | Warmer Corners |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[ti:Fiction] | |
[ar:the Lucksmiths] | |
[00:01.650] | Written down here,gentle reader |
[00:03.60] | It seems too good to be true |
[00:09.180] | But there ’s a girl in Kansas City |
[00:13.390] | With my favourite tattoo |
[00:15.950] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[00:45.539] | This was in another century |
[00:48.299] | Somewhere near the summer ’s end |
[00:53.109] | The fahrenheit was frightening |
[00:56.769] | I was awake the whole weekend |
[01:00.779] | Invited to a barbecue |
[01:06.989] | I found refuge in the kitchen |
[01:11.179] | Discussing post-war US literature |
[01:16.539] | With a girl whose upper arm read “fiction ” |
[01:20.199] | Like it might have been typewritten |
[01:50.39] | I asked her its significance |
[01:51.409] | She said she sometimes took reminding |
[01:55.749] | What she wanted to be doing |
[01:58.979] | Whether reading it or writing |
[02:04.529] | I admitted admiration |
[02:06.349] | For both typeface and intent |
[02:13.989] | And said more softly —sotto voce — |
[02:18.59] | I knew too well what she meant |
[02:22.909] | She just smiled |
[02:24.359] | And in a while she went |
[02:32.109] | For a time I forgot this ever took place |
[02:38.829] | She left her bottle on the bookcase |
[03:33.769] | So though I leave you little option |
[03:36.199] | But to take me at my word |
[03:40.389] | I assure you,dearest listener |
[03:42.529] | That it happened as you ’ve heard |
[03:48.759] | A beer left on a bookshelf |
[03:54.509] | At a bygone barbecue |
[03:57.369] | By a girl from Kansas City |
[03:59.449] | With my favourite tattoo |
[04:02.89] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[04:14.479] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[04:23.799] | Oh why would I lie? |
ti: Fiction | |
ar: the Lucksmiths | |
[00:01.650] | Written down here, gentle reader |
[00:03.60] | It seems too good to be true |
[00:09.180] | But there ' s a girl in Kansas City |
[00:13.390] | With my favourite tattoo |
[00:15.950] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[00:45.539] | This was in another century |
[00:48.299] | Somewhere near the summer ' s end |
[00:53.109] | The fahrenheit was frightening |
[00:56.769] | I was awake the whole weekend |
[01:00.779] | Invited to a barbecue |
[01:06.989] | I found refuge in the kitchen |
[01:11.179] | Discussing postwar US literature |
[01:16.539] | With a girl whose upper arm read " fiction " |
[01:20.199] | Like it might have been typewritten |
[01:50.39] | I asked her its significance |
[01:51.409] | She said she sometimes took reminding |
[01:55.749] | What she wanted to be doing |
[01:58.979] | Whether reading it or writing |
[02:04.529] | I admitted admiration |
[02:06.349] | For both typeface and intent |
[02:13.989] | And said more softly sotto voce |
[02:18.59] | I knew too well what she meant |
[02:22.909] | She just smiled |
[02:24.359] | And in a while she went |
[02:32.109] | For a time I forgot this ever took place |
[02:38.829] | She left her bottle on the bookcase |
[03:33.769] | So though I leave you little option |
[03:36.199] | But to take me at my word |
[03:40.389] | I assure you, dearest listener |
[03:42.529] | That it happened as you ' ve heard |
[03:48.759] | A beer left on a bookshelf |
[03:54.509] | At a bygone barbecue |
[03:57.369] | By a girl from Kansas City |
[03:59.449] | With my favourite tattoo |
[04:02.89] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[04:14.479] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[04:23.799] | Oh why would I lie? |
ti: Fiction | |
ar: the Lucksmiths | |
[00:01.650] | Written down here, gentle reader |
[00:03.60] | It seems too good to be true |
[00:09.180] | But there ' s a girl in Kansas City |
[00:13.390] | With my favourite tattoo |
[00:15.950] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[00:45.539] | This was in another century |
[00:48.299] | Somewhere near the summer ' s end |
[00:53.109] | The fahrenheit was frightening |
[00:56.769] | I was awake the whole weekend |
[01:00.779] | Invited to a barbecue |
[01:06.989] | I found refuge in the kitchen |
[01:11.179] | Discussing postwar US literature |
[01:16.539] | With a girl whose upper arm read " fiction " |
[01:20.199] | Like it might have been typewritten |
[01:50.39] | I asked her its significance |
[01:51.409] | She said she sometimes took reminding |
[01:55.749] | What she wanted to be doing |
[01:58.979] | Whether reading it or writing |
[02:04.529] | I admitted admiration |
[02:06.349] | For both typeface and intent |
[02:13.989] | And said more softly sotto voce |
[02:18.59] | I knew too well what she meant |
[02:22.909] | She just smiled |
[02:24.359] | And in a while she went |
[02:32.109] | For a time I forgot this ever took place |
[02:38.829] | She left her bottle on the bookcase |
[03:33.769] | So though I leave you little option |
[03:36.199] | But to take me at my word |
[03:40.389] | I assure you, dearest listener |
[03:42.529] | That it happened as you ' ve heard |
[03:48.759] | A beer left on a bookshelf |
[03:54.509] | At a bygone barbecue |
[03:57.369] | By a girl from Kansas City |
[03:59.449] | With my favourite tattoo |
[04:02.89] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[04:14.479] | Oh why would I lie to you? |
[04:23.799] | Oh why would I lie? |