| 作词 : Pop | |
| A little girl trapped in her knowledge and craft | |
| Came tripping to my room last night | |
| I cooked her a steak and i tried not to fake | |
| And still make everything alright | |
| She had dreads in her hair and problems and cares | |
| She tried hard not to let &em show | |
| She was decent and sweet and i was sizin' up the meat | |
| But doubts fell in my mind like snow | |
| And when the shove comes down to love | |
| The facade falls down | |
| And when the bricks fall from the tricks | |
| The facade falls down | |
| It's a sunny afternoon and i'm sitting in my robe | |
| I'm dirty and i'm here alone | |
| There's a story on my table that talks about me | |
| And i want to stuff it down the author's throat | |
| And i'm sleeping with someone new every night | |
| And in the morning politely saying "bye" | |
| And i'm nowhere and no one | |
| And i only wanna run | |
| And i feel like a hamburger bun | |
| And when you must | |
| Believe or bust | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When you're scared of a brand new care | |
| The facade falls down | |
| I got no reason to believe | |
| I got no reason but i'm new york scumbag tough | |
| And i'll keep on truckin' | |
| So night is falling | |
| And i'm getting' tired | |
| And it's time to get my slippers and books | |
| Got a sweater and glasses | |
| And something that passes | |
| For a way to get by in this world | |
| And i'm getting' tired | |
| Of so many different things | |
| I guess i'm just plain tired | |
| Or maybe too intelligent to believe | |
| In the obvious side of things | |
| And when voice says make a choice | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When your knees start to concede | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When the shove comes down to love | |
| The facade falls down | |
| And when the bricks fall from the tricks | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down |
| zuo ci : Pop | |
| A little girl trapped in her knowledge and craft | |
| Came tripping to my room last night | |
| I cooked her a steak and i tried not to fake | |
| And still make everything alright | |
| She had dreads in her hair and problems and cares | |
| She tried hard not to let em show | |
| She was decent and sweet and i was sizin' up the meat | |
| But doubts fell in my mind like snow | |
| And when the shove comes down to love | |
| The facade falls down | |
| And when the bricks fall from the tricks | |
| The facade falls down | |
| It' s a sunny afternoon and i' m sitting in my robe | |
| I' m dirty and i' m here alone | |
| There' s a story on my table that talks about me | |
| And i want to stuff it down the author' s throat | |
| And i' m sleeping with someone new every night | |
| And in the morning politely saying " bye" | |
| And i' m nowhere and no one | |
| And i only wanna run | |
| And i feel like a hamburger bun | |
| And when you must | |
| Believe or bust | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When you' re scared of a brand new care | |
| The facade falls down | |
| I got no reason to believe | |
| I got no reason but i' m new york scumbag tough | |
| And i' ll keep on truckin' | |
| So night is falling | |
| And i' m getting' tired | |
| And it' s time to get my slippers and books | |
| Got a sweater and glasses | |
| And something that passes | |
| For a way to get by in this world | |
| And i' m getting' tired | |
| Of so many different things | |
| I guess i' m just plain tired | |
| Or maybe too intelligent to believe | |
| In the obvious side of things | |
| And when voice says make a choice | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When your knees start to concede | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When the shove comes down to love | |
| The facade falls down | |
| And when the bricks fall from the tricks | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down |
| zuò cí : Pop | |
| A little girl trapped in her knowledge and craft | |
| Came tripping to my room last night | |
| I cooked her a steak and i tried not to fake | |
| And still make everything alright | |
| She had dreads in her hair and problems and cares | |
| She tried hard not to let em show | |
| She was decent and sweet and i was sizin' up the meat | |
| But doubts fell in my mind like snow | |
| And when the shove comes down to love | |
| The facade falls down | |
| And when the bricks fall from the tricks | |
| The facade falls down | |
| It' s a sunny afternoon and i' m sitting in my robe | |
| I' m dirty and i' m here alone | |
| There' s a story on my table that talks about me | |
| And i want to stuff it down the author' s throat | |
| And i' m sleeping with someone new every night | |
| And in the morning politely saying " bye" | |
| And i' m nowhere and no one | |
| And i only wanna run | |
| And i feel like a hamburger bun | |
| And when you must | |
| Believe or bust | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When you' re scared of a brand new care | |
| The facade falls down | |
| I got no reason to believe | |
| I got no reason but i' m new york scumbag tough | |
| And i' ll keep on truckin' | |
| So night is falling | |
| And i' m getting' tired | |
| And it' s time to get my slippers and books | |
| Got a sweater and glasses | |
| And something that passes | |
| For a way to get by in this world | |
| And i' m getting' tired | |
| Of so many different things | |
| I guess i' m just plain tired | |
| Or maybe too intelligent to believe | |
| In the obvious side of things | |
| And when voice says make a choice | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When your knees start to concede | |
| The facade falls down | |
| When the shove comes down to love | |
| The facade falls down | |
| And when the bricks fall from the tricks | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down | |
| The facade falls down |