The Shadow Of Seattle 歌词

	作词 : Wozniak
	RainLike tin angels falling down
	Like a mission and we're halfway there
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	WhyWon't they let us be ourselves?
	With our potential we could toe the line
	And show the bastards up with our divine
	Light light light light
	SeizeAll the records from the past
	Hold for ransom all the artifacts
	This ragged town protects them to the last
	With lies lies lies lies
	See them running heading
	Homeward to
	SeattleDeem
	All the liars in your tribe
	To be the fires on the western side
	Of some old front we call '
	The war of art'
	RainLike tin angels falling down
	Like a mission and we're halfway there
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	To some old dried up, fried forgotten town

	zuo ci : Wozniak
	RainLike tin angels falling down
	Like a mission and we' re halfway there
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	WhyWon' t they let us be ourselves?
	With our potential we could toe the line
	And show the bastards up with our divine
	Light light light light
	SeizeAll the records from the past
	Hold for ransom all the artifacts
	This ragged town protects them to the last
	With lies lies lies lies
	See them running heading
	Homeward to
	SeattleDeem
	All the liars in your tribe
	To be the fires on the western side
	Of some old front we call '
	The war of art'
	RainLike tin angels falling down
	Like a mission and we' re halfway there
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	To some old dried up, fried forgotten town

	zuò cí : Wozniak
	RainLike tin angels falling down
	Like a mission and we' re halfway there
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	WhyWon' t they let us be ourselves?
	With our potential we could toe the line
	And show the bastards up with our divine
	Light light light light
	SeizeAll the records from the past
	Hold for ransom all the artifacts
	This ragged town protects them to the last
	With lies lies lies lies
	See them running heading
	Homeward to
	SeattleDeem
	All the liars in your tribe
	To be the fires on the western side
	Of some old front we call '
	The war of art'
	RainLike tin angels falling down
	Like a mission and we' re halfway there
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	From some old dried up, fried forgotten town
	To some old dried up, fried forgotten town

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