歌曲 | Aqualung |
歌手 | Jethro Tull |
专辑 | Aqualung |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Anderson, Anderson |
[00:08.97] | Sitting on a park bench |
[00:12.80] | eyeing little girls with bad intent. |
[00:22.55] | Snot running down his nose |
[00:26.43] | greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung. |
[00:36.16] | Drying in the cold sun |
[00:39.95] | Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung. |
[00:49.67] | Feeling like a dead duck |
[00:53.62] | spitting out pieces of his broken luck, oh Aqualung. |
[01:04.34] | Sun streaking cold |
[01:07.39] | an old man wandering lonely. |
[01:11.65] | Taking time |
[01:13.06] | the only way he knows. |
[01:19.76] | Leg hurting bad, |
[01:22.72] | as he bends to pick a dog-end |
[01:26.86] | he goes down to the bog |
[01:29.55] | and warms his feet. |
[01:39.85] | Feeling alone |
[01:42.65] | the army's up the rode |
[01:46.82] | salvation � la mode and |
[01:49.97] | a cup of tea. |
[01:55.33] | Aqualung my friend |
[01:58.26] | don't you start away uneasy |
[02:02.40] | you poor old sod, you see, it's only me. |
[02:14.71] | Do you still remember |
[02:16.67] | December's foggy freeze |
[02:19.24] | when the ice that |
[02:20.16] | clings on to your beard is |
[02:22.17] | screaming agony. |
[02:24.50] | And you snatch your rattling last breaths |
[02:27.04] | with deep-sea-diver sounds, |
[02:29.52] | and the flowers bloom like |
[02:31.25] | madness in the spring. |
[02:38.45] | Sun streaking cold |
[02:40.55] | an old man wandering lonely. |
[02:43.34] | Taking time |
[02:44.52] | the only way he knows. |
[02:48.75] | Leg hurting bad, |
[02:50.97] | as he bends to pick a dog-end |
[02:53.80] | he goes down to the bog |
[02:55.64] | and warms his feet. |
[03:02.32] | Feeling alone |
[03:04.43] | the army's up the rode |
[03:07.04] | salvation � la mode and |
[03:09.30] | a cup of tea. |
[03:12.90] | Aqualung my friend |
[03:14.93] | don't you start away uneasy |
[03:17.71] | you poor old sod, you see, it's only me. |
[04:51.98] | Aqualung my friend |
[04:54.87] | don't you start away uneasy |
[04:59.13] | you poor old sod, you see, it's only me. |
[05:19.39] | Sitting on a park bench |
[05:23.38] | eyeing little girls with bad intent. |
[05:33.27] | Snot running down his nose |
[05:37.41] | greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung. |
[05:46.76] | Drying in the cold sun |
[05:50.65] | Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung. |
[06:00.22] | Feeling like a dead duck -- |
[06:04.09] | spitting out pieces of his broken luck, Aqualung. |
[06:24.14] | Oh, Aqualung |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Anderson, Anderson |
[00:08.97] | Sitting on a park bench |
[00:12.80] | eyeing little girls with bad intent. |
[00:22.55] | Snot running down his nose |
[00:26.43] | greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung. |
[00:36.16] | Drying in the cold sun |
[00:39.95] | Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung. |
[00:49.67] | Feeling like a dead duck |
[00:53.62] | spitting out pieces of his broken luck, oh Aqualung. |
[01:04.34] | Sun streaking cold |
[01:07.39] | an old man wandering lonely. |
[01:11.65] | Taking time |
[01:13.06] | the only way he knows. |
[01:19.76] | Leg hurting bad, |
[01:22.72] | as he bends to pick a dogend |
[01:26.86] | he goes down to the bog |
[01:29.55] | and warms his feet. |
[01:39.85] | Feeling alone |
[01:42.65] | the army' s up the rode |
[01:46.82] | salvation la mode and |
[01:49.97] | a cup of tea. |
[01:55.33] | Aqualung my friend |
[01:58.26] | don' t you start away uneasy |
[02:02.40] | you poor old sod, you see, it' s only me. |
[02:14.71] | Do you still remember |
[02:16.67] | December' s foggy freeze |
[02:19.24] | when the ice that |
[02:20.16] | clings on to your beard is |
[02:22.17] | screaming agony. |
[02:24.50] | And you snatch your rattling last breaths |
[02:27.04] | with deepseadiver sounds, |
[02:29.52] | and the flowers bloom like |
[02:31.25] | madness in the spring. |
[02:38.45] | Sun streaking cold |
[02:40.55] | an old man wandering lonely. |
[02:43.34] | Taking time |
[02:44.52] | the only way he knows. |
[02:48.75] | Leg hurting bad, |
[02:50.97] | as he bends to pick a dogend |
[02:53.80] | he goes down to the bog |
[02:55.64] | and warms his feet. |
[03:02.32] | Feeling alone |
[03:04.43] | the army' s up the rode |
[03:07.04] | salvation la mode and |
[03:09.30] | a cup of tea. |
[03:12.90] | Aqualung my friend |
[03:14.93] | don' t you start away uneasy |
[03:17.71] | you poor old sod, you see, it' s only me. |
[04:51.98] | Aqualung my friend |
[04:54.87] | don' t you start away uneasy |
[04:59.13] | you poor old sod, you see, it' s only me. |
[05:19.39] | Sitting on a park bench |
[05:23.38] | eyeing little girls with bad intent. |
[05:33.27] | Snot running down his nose |
[05:37.41] | greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung. |
[05:46.76] | Drying in the cold sun |
[05:50.65] | Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung. |
[06:00.22] | Feeling like a dead duck |
[06:04.09] | spitting out pieces of his broken luck, Aqualung. |
[06:24.14] | Oh, Aqualung |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Anderson, Anderson |
[00:08.97] | Sitting on a park bench |
[00:12.80] | eyeing little girls with bad intent. |
[00:22.55] | Snot running down his nose |
[00:26.43] | greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung. |
[00:36.16] | Drying in the cold sun |
[00:39.95] | Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung. |
[00:49.67] | Feeling like a dead duck |
[00:53.62] | spitting out pieces of his broken luck, oh Aqualung. |
[01:04.34] | Sun streaking cold |
[01:07.39] | an old man wandering lonely. |
[01:11.65] | Taking time |
[01:13.06] | the only way he knows. |
[01:19.76] | Leg hurting bad, |
[01:22.72] | as he bends to pick a dogend |
[01:26.86] | he goes down to the bog |
[01:29.55] | and warms his feet. |
[01:39.85] | Feeling alone |
[01:42.65] | the army' s up the rode |
[01:46.82] | salvation la mode and |
[01:49.97] | a cup of tea. |
[01:55.33] | Aqualung my friend |
[01:58.26] | don' t you start away uneasy |
[02:02.40] | you poor old sod, you see, it' s only me. |
[02:14.71] | Do you still remember |
[02:16.67] | December' s foggy freeze |
[02:19.24] | when the ice that |
[02:20.16] | clings on to your beard is |
[02:22.17] | screaming agony. |
[02:24.50] | And you snatch your rattling last breaths |
[02:27.04] | with deepseadiver sounds, |
[02:29.52] | and the flowers bloom like |
[02:31.25] | madness in the spring. |
[02:38.45] | Sun streaking cold |
[02:40.55] | an old man wandering lonely. |
[02:43.34] | Taking time |
[02:44.52] | the only way he knows. |
[02:48.75] | Leg hurting bad, |
[02:50.97] | as he bends to pick a dogend |
[02:53.80] | he goes down to the bog |
[02:55.64] | and warms his feet. |
[03:02.32] | Feeling alone |
[03:04.43] | the army' s up the rode |
[03:07.04] | salvation la mode and |
[03:09.30] | a cup of tea. |
[03:12.90] | Aqualung my friend |
[03:14.93] | don' t you start away uneasy |
[03:17.71] | you poor old sod, you see, it' s only me. |
[04:51.98] | Aqualung my friend |
[04:54.87] | don' t you start away uneasy |
[04:59.13] | you poor old sod, you see, it' s only me. |
[05:19.39] | Sitting on a park bench |
[05:23.38] | eyeing little girls with bad intent. |
[05:33.27] | Snot running down his nose |
[05:37.41] | greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung. |
[05:46.76] | Drying in the cold sun |
[05:50.65] | Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung. |
[06:00.22] | Feeling like a dead duck |
[06:04.09] | spitting out pieces of his broken luck, Aqualung. |
[06:24.14] | Oh, Aqualung |
[00:08.97] | 坐在公园长椅上 |
[00:12.80] | 心怀恶意地盯着小女孩们 |
[00:22.55] | 他的鼻子流着鼻涕 |
[00:26.43] | 黏糊的手指在破衣上抹蹭 |
[00:36.16] | 晾在冰冷的阳光里 |
[00:39.95] | 望着那些穿褶裙的奔跑者 |
[00:49.67] | 感觉像一只死鸭子 |
[00:53.62] | 啐着他那残破不堪的运气 |
[01:04.34] | 太阳疾趋寒夜 |
[01:07.39] | 一个老头独自漫步 |
[01:11.65] | 他只知以这种方式 |
[01:13.06] | 消磨时间 |
[01:19.76] | 当他弯腰去捡一个烟头 |
[01:22.72] | 腿部伤痛穿心 |
[01:26.86] | 踏入一片沼泽 |
[01:29.55] | 温暖了他的脚底 |
[01:39.85] | 感觉孤独 |
[01:42.65] | 军队整装待发 |
[01:46.82] | 救世借助冰激凌 |
[01:49.97] | 和一杯茶 |
[01:55.33] | 潜水器,我的朋友 |
[01:58.26] | 不要感到害怕 |
[02:02.40] | 是我你可怜的老伙计,你看只有我而已 |
[02:14.71] | 你还记得吗 |
[02:16.67] | 十二月迷雾的寒彻 |
[02:19.24] | 当冰雪 |
[02:20.16] | 凝结在你的胡子上 |
[02:22.17] | 你苦闷欲绝地放声嘶喊 |
[02:24.50] | 在深海潜水员之声下 |
[02:27.04] | 你抢夺着急促的最后一口气 |
[02:29.52] | 而百花绽放如同 |
[02:31.25] | 疯狂的春季 |
[02:38.45] | 太阳疾趋寒夜 |
[02:40.55] | 一个老头独自漫步 |
[02:43.34] | 他只知以这种方式 |
[02:44.52] | 消磨时间 |
[02:48.75] | 当他弯腰去捡一个烟头 |
[02:50.97] | 腿部伤痛穿心 |
[02:53.80] | 踏入一片沼泽 |
[02:55.64] | 温暖了他的脚底 |
[03:02.32] | 感觉孤独 |
[03:04.43] | 军队整装待发 |
[03:07.04] | 救世借助冰激凌 |
[03:09.30] | 和一杯茶 |
[03:12.90] | 潜水器,我的朋友 |
[03:14.93] | 不要感到害怕 |
[03:17.71] | 是我你可怜的老伙计,你看只有我而已 |
[04:51.98] | 潜水器,我的朋友 |
[04:54.87] | 不要感到害怕 |
[04:59.13] | 是我你可怜的老伙计,你看只有我而已 |
[05:19.39] | 坐在公园长椅上 |
[05:23.38] | 心怀恶意地盯着小女孩们 |
[05:33.27] | 他的鼻子流着鼻涕 |
[05:37.41] | 黏糊的手指在破衣上抹蹭 |
[05:46.76] | 晾在冰冷的阳光里 |
[05:50.65] | 望着那些穿褶裙的奔跑者 |
[06:00.22] | 感觉像一只死鸭子 |
[06:04.09] | 啐着他那残破不堪的运气 |
[06:24.14] | 哦,潜水器 |