歌曲 | Hot Stones |
歌手 | Tanita Tikaram |
专辑 | Eleven Kinds Of Loneliness |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tikaram | |
Beat up english | |
In a beat up town | |
And i'm beat up black and blue | |
Oh, i do not have the energy | |
And i'm beat up street | |
And i'm beat up tight | |
And we've been so drawn together, each other | |
I do not have the energy | |
And wisdom | |
Trip over again | |
Wisdom | |
Trip over again | |
You beat it | |
Stepping stones | |
Or standing up | |
I'm shivering on stones | |
Hot stones | |
In a wipe down england | |
With it's worn out grace | |
With a picture postcard, baby, hallelujah | |
I love your face | |
In a wise up england | |
To a wake up place | |
Oh, i do not like the way you shower me | |
No, i do not like the way you shower me | |
And i do not have the energy | |
In a beat up england | |
With a beat up face | |
It's a why oh why did i ever get lost in this? | |
It's the tired old hands | |
Come to tire me out | |
And the tired old hands | |
They yearn to shout | |
But i do not have the energy |
zuo qu : Tikaram | |
Beat up english | |
In a beat up town | |
And i' m beat up black and blue | |
Oh, i do not have the energy | |
And i' m beat up street | |
And i' m beat up tight | |
And we' ve been so drawn together, each other | |
I do not have the energy | |
And wisdom | |
Trip over again | |
Wisdom | |
Trip over again | |
You beat it | |
Stepping stones | |
Or standing up | |
I' m shivering on stones | |
Hot stones | |
In a wipe down england | |
With it' s worn out grace | |
With a picture postcard, baby, hallelujah | |
I love your face | |
In a wise up england | |
To a wake up place | |
Oh, i do not like the way you shower me | |
No, i do not like the way you shower me | |
And i do not have the energy | |
In a beat up england | |
With a beat up face | |
It' s a why oh why did i ever get lost in this? | |
It' s the tired old hands | |
Come to tire me out | |
And the tired old hands | |
They yearn to shout | |
But i do not have the energy |
zuò qǔ : Tikaram | |
Beat up english | |
In a beat up town | |
And i' m beat up black and blue | |
Oh, i do not have the energy | |
And i' m beat up street | |
And i' m beat up tight | |
And we' ve been so drawn together, each other | |
I do not have the energy | |
And wisdom | |
Trip over again | |
Wisdom | |
Trip over again | |
You beat it | |
Stepping stones | |
Or standing up | |
I' m shivering on stones | |
Hot stones | |
In a wipe down england | |
With it' s worn out grace | |
With a picture postcard, baby, hallelujah | |
I love your face | |
In a wise up england | |
To a wake up place | |
Oh, i do not like the way you shower me | |
No, i do not like the way you shower me | |
And i do not have the energy | |
In a beat up england | |
With a beat up face | |
It' s a why oh why did i ever get lost in this? | |
It' s the tired old hands | |
Come to tire me out | |
And the tired old hands | |
They yearn to shout | |
But i do not have the energy |