歌曲 | Dead Sea Navigators |
歌手 | The Auteurs |
专辑 | After Murder Park |
作词 : Haines | |
Their legend lay in tatters | |
From perth to john o'groats | |
The dead sea navigators | |
Should've been buried at birth | |
And of course i loved them dearly | |
And i miss them now they're gone | |
The dea sea navigators | |
Wished they'd had a son | |
Even in their heyday | |
No-one like them anyway | |
Committed boozers 3 a.m. shivers | |
This one goes out to those not with us | |
John the barman and mickey green | |
This one goes out to all the drinkers | |
At the red lion | |
And our friends, though they are few | |
Angel, johnny, pain, keith charity | |
This one's for you | |
And what's left of your nerve will get you through | |
From brighton down to eastbourne | |
Sea sick sailors getting tough | |
But the dead sea navigators | |
Were made of stouter stuff | |
Golden years, golden years | |
No-one like them | |
'cept for us | |
Season's ending , all night porters | |
Thy honour defending with last orders | |
All the sunbathers | |
Staring at the sun | |
This one goes out to the | |
Invisible children - as yet unborn | |
And our friends | |
Though they are few | |
Overcoat boys with more brains than brawn | |
This one's for you | |
And all that sail in the | |
Deas sea navigators | |
This one's for you |
zuò cí : Haines | |
Their legend lay in tatters | |
From perth to john o' groats | |
The dead sea navigators | |
Should' ve been buried at birth | |
And of course i loved them dearly | |
And i miss them now they' re gone | |
The dea sea navigators | |
Wished they' d had a son | |
Even in their heyday | |
Noone like them anyway | |
Committed boozers 3 a. m. shivers | |
This one goes out to those not with us | |
John the barman and mickey green | |
This one goes out to all the drinkers | |
At the red lion | |
And our friends, though they are few | |
Angel, johnny, pain, keith charity | |
This one' s for you | |
And what' s left of your nerve will get you through | |
From brighton down to eastbourne | |
Sea sick sailors getting tough | |
But the dead sea navigators | |
Were made of stouter stuff | |
Golden years, golden years | |
Noone like them | |
' cept for us | |
Season' s ending , all night porters | |
Thy honour defending with last orders | |
All the sunbathers | |
Staring at the sun | |
This one goes out to the | |
Invisible children as yet unborn | |
And our friends | |
Though they are few | |
Overcoat boys with more brains than brawn | |
This one' s for you | |
And all that sail in the | |
Deas sea navigators | |
This one' s for you |