歌曲 | Straightface |
歌手 | Son Volt |
专辑 | Selections from the DVD "Son Volt Live - 6 String Belief" |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Jay Farrar Music:Jay Farrar | |
Call out your castaway | |
You'll wake up to carry in the new day | |
Send 'em out from the castle on high | |
Talk is talk, solely in your mind | |
Claim-stake the final words | |
What goes around is knocking at your front door | |
Straightface, you're rapt and | |
High-flown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take | |
The viewpoints slam, | |
Mates just look around to know you're wicked | |
Proclaimed from protected stances | |
Who, wallowing, wear what you've fallen into | |
You demonize what you don't understand | |
Darts surround your heavy, heavy hand | |
Straightface, you're rapt and | |
High-flown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take | |
Better keep the bags packed | |
Keep your nose clean | |
Check the shelf life and date | |
Reticent gonna soon realize | |
Showgirls magazines define your minds eye | |
You're a rough draft you're old news | |
You're a grifter with a funny little hat | |
Straightface, you're rapt and | |
High-flown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take |
Lyrics: Jay Farrar Music: Jay Farrar | |
Call out your castaway | |
You' ll wake up to carry in the new day | |
Send ' em out from the castle on high | |
Talk is talk, solely in your mind | |
Claimstake the final words | |
What goes around is knocking at your front door | |
Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
Highflown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take | |
The viewpoints slam, | |
Mates just look around to know you' re wicked | |
Proclaimed from protected stances | |
Who, wallowing, wear what you' ve fallen into | |
You demonize what you don' t understand | |
Darts surround your heavy, heavy hand | |
Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
Highflown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take | |
Better keep the bags packed | |
Keep your nose clean | |
Check the shelf life and date | |
Reticent gonna soon realize | |
Showgirls magazines define your minds eye | |
You' re a rough draft you' re old news | |
You' re a grifter with a funny little hat | |
Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
Highflown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take |
Lyrics: Jay Farrar Music: Jay Farrar | |
Call out your castaway | |
You' ll wake up to carry in the new day | |
Send ' em out from the castle on high | |
Talk is talk, solely in your mind | |
Claimstake the final words | |
What goes around is knocking at your front door | |
Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
Highflown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take | |
The viewpoints slam, | |
Mates just look around to know you' re wicked | |
Proclaimed from protected stances | |
Who, wallowing, wear what you' ve fallen into | |
You demonize what you don' t understand | |
Darts surround your heavy, heavy hand | |
Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
Highflown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take | |
Better keep the bags packed | |
Keep your nose clean | |
Check the shelf life and date | |
Reticent gonna soon realize | |
Showgirls magazines define your minds eye | |
You' re a rough draft you' re old news | |
You' re a grifter with a funny little hat | |
Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
Highflown for hire | |
Make believe you breathe out | |
Every one you take |