歌曲 | And This Day |
歌手 | The Fall |
专辑 | Hex Enduction Hour |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : SMITH (GB) MARK EDWARD | |
作词 : Hanley, Riley, Smith | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Dream theatre | |
And this day | |
No matter what all who fills baskets | |
Or who's just there | |
The whole earth shudders | |
And this day | |
Seen from the bottom glass phut cig | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the road | |
And you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
You show me the bloody poor bores | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
A big basket full s-pub s-mart | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
A big basket full s-pub s-mart | |
A zero in the ss school bus lacks wages | |
Poetic justice | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
As seen from a glass bottom phut cig | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
Who are the translators? | |
In a bl glandule area | |
And though the blades make presence felt | |
Like us football players | |
And this day | |
It will soon heal up | |
Everywhere | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
But i'll even blow my nose on last pound note | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
Even god pays here | |
You can go all around holland | |
Holland europe | |
Youth continent | |
But it will soon come back | |
And this day | |
It will soon heal up | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
I am right here | |
The fear and the awe | |
Medical thingy | |
And this day | |
Everywhere just | |
No fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
And this day | |
Who are the translators? | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Guaranteed by god | |
Rosso rosso | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
Everywhere | |
And this day | |
Who are the translators? who are the empirical leeches? | |
Who | |
Who | |
Classical | |
Smart organic brain bank | |
Multiplexes | |
Who are the transistors? | |
Who are the numerical leeches? | |
Brain bank | |
It's clear when every lie disturbs | |
Makes you jump | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite | |
Us here jim kidder | |
Your friends are dust | |
They're in bits | |
They're dust | |
Dusty friends | |
I cannot account | |
For this village | |
Turned me into a nigger | |
Space dusty clock drove me | |
To this village |
zuo qu : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
zuo ci : Hanley, Riley, Smith | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Dream theatre | |
And this day | |
No matter what all who fills baskets | |
Or who' s just there | |
The whole earth shudders | |
And this day | |
Seen from the bottom glass phut cig | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the road | |
And you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
You show me the bloody poor bores | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
A big basket full spub smart | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
A big basket full spub smart | |
A zero in the ss school bus lacks wages | |
Poetic justice | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
As seen from a glass bottom phut cig | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
Who are the translators? | |
In a bl glandule area | |
And though the blades make presence felt | |
Like us football players | |
And this day | |
It will soon heal up | |
Everywhere | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
But i' ll even blow my nose on last pound note | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
Even god pays here | |
You can go all around holland | |
Holland europe | |
Youth continent | |
But it will soon come back | |
And this day | |
It will soon heal up | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
I am right here | |
The fear and the awe | |
Medical thingy | |
And this day | |
Everywhere just | |
No fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
And this day | |
Who are the translators? | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Guaranteed by god | |
Rosso rosso | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
Everywhere | |
And this day | |
Who are the translators? who are the empirical leeches? | |
Who | |
Who | |
Classical | |
Smart organic brain bank | |
Multiplexes | |
Who are the transistors? | |
Who are the numerical leeches? | |
Brain bank | |
It' s clear when every lie disturbs | |
Makes you jump | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite | |
Us here jim kidder | |
Your friends are dust | |
They' re in bits | |
They' re dust | |
Dusty friends | |
I cannot account | |
For this village | |
Turned me into a nigger | |
Space dusty clock drove me | |
To this village |
zuò qǔ : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
zuò cí : Hanley, Riley, Smith | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Dream theatre | |
And this day | |
No matter what all who fills baskets | |
Or who' s just there | |
The whole earth shudders | |
And this day | |
Seen from the bottom glass phut cig | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the road | |
And you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
You show me the bloody poor bores | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
A big basket full spub smart | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
A big basket full spub smart | |
A zero in the ss school bus lacks wages | |
Poetic justice | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
As seen from a glass bottom phut cig | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
Who are the translators? | |
In a bl glandule area | |
And though the blades make presence felt | |
Like us football players | |
And this day | |
It will soon heal up | |
Everywhere | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
But i' ll even blow my nose on last pound note | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
Even god pays here | |
You can go all around holland | |
Holland europe | |
Youth continent | |
But it will soon come back | |
And this day | |
It will soon heal up | |
The surroundings were screaming on the roads | |
So you even mistrust your own feelings | |
And this day | |
I am right here | |
The fear and the awe | |
Medical thingy | |
And this day | |
Everywhere just | |
No fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Jim kidder | |
And this day | |
Who are the translators? | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite for us here | |
Guaranteed by god | |
Rosso rosso | |
And this day | |
The old feelings came back | |
Everywhere | |
And this day | |
Who are the translators? who are the empirical leeches? | |
Who | |
Who | |
Classical | |
Smart organic brain bank | |
Multiplexes | |
Who are the transistors? | |
Who are the numerical leeches? | |
Brain bank | |
It' s clear when every lie disturbs | |
Makes you jump | |
Everywhere | |
Just no fucking respite | |
Us here jim kidder | |
Your friends are dust | |
They' re in bits | |
They' re dust | |
Dusty friends | |
I cannot account | |
For this village | |
Turned me into a nigger | |
Space dusty clock drove me | |
To this village |