歌曲 | Rented Rooms |
歌手 | Tindersticks |
专辑 | Curtains |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : David Boulter & Mark Colwill & Neil Fraser & Dickon Hinchliffe & Alistair McAuley &a | |
作词 : Tindersticks | |
There's the same hotel, and we can go there now | |
We can go there now if you want to | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
It was only hours | |
It seemd such a short while | |
We had no time to cry | |
Or sit and wonder why | |
We had so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We tried the cinema | |
Within half an hour | |
We had to go find someplace else | |
Some more. . . you know | |
We tried a drinking bar | |
It gets so very hard | |
And when the cab ride gets too long | |
We go fuck in the bathroom | |
We can't afford the time to sit and cry | |
Or to wonder why | |
We've got so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
We had so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We can't afford the time to sit and cry | |
Or to wonder why | |
We've got so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We haven't got the time for telling lies | |
Or to even try | |
There's only days in between | |
There's just tomorrow | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
It was only hours it seemed such a short while | |
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams | |
Whispered at the scene | |
Now they just seem to float on a breeze | |
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head | |
Face down on the bed | |
I could have drowned in those so-called dreams |
zuo qu : David Boulter Mark Colwill Neil Fraser Dickon Hinchliffe Alistair McAuley a | |
zuo ci : Tindersticks | |
There' s the same hotel, and we can go there now | |
We can go there now if you want to | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
It was only hours | |
It seemd such a short while | |
We had no time to cry | |
Or sit and wonder why | |
We had so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We tried the cinema | |
Within half an hour | |
We had to go find someplace else | |
Some more. . . you know | |
We tried a drinking bar | |
It gets so very hard | |
And when the cab ride gets too long | |
We go fuck in the bathroom | |
We can' t afford the time to sit and cry | |
Or to wonder why | |
We' ve got so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
We had so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We can' t afford the time to sit and cry | |
Or to wonder why | |
We' ve got so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We haven' t got the time for telling lies | |
Or to even try | |
There' s only days in between | |
There' s just tomorrow | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
It was only hours it seemed such a short while | |
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams | |
Whispered at the scene | |
Now they just seem to float on a breeze | |
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head | |
Face down on the bed | |
I could have drowned in those socalled dreams |
zuò qǔ : David Boulter Mark Colwill Neil Fraser Dickon Hinchliffe Alistair McAuley a | |
zuò cí : Tindersticks | |
There' s the same hotel, and we can go there now | |
We can go there now if you want to | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
It was only hours | |
It seemd such a short while | |
We had no time to cry | |
Or sit and wonder why | |
We had so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We tried the cinema | |
Within half an hour | |
We had to go find someplace else | |
Some more. . . you know | |
We tried a drinking bar | |
It gets so very hard | |
And when the cab ride gets too long | |
We go fuck in the bathroom | |
We can' t afford the time to sit and cry | |
Or to wonder why | |
We' ve got so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
We had so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We can' t afford the time to sit and cry | |
Or to wonder why | |
We' ve got so many things started to say | |
We had to get through | |
We haven' t got the time for telling lies | |
Or to even try | |
There' s only days in between | |
There' s just tomorrow | |
Through the doors of that rented room | |
Yeah, we stumbled through | |
It was only hours it seemed such a short while | |
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams | |
Whispered at the scene | |
Now they just seem to float on a breeze | |
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head | |
Face down on the bed | |
I could have drowned in those socalled dreams |