歌曲 | Our Hearts Have Been Misplaced in a Secret Location |
歌手 | Uniform Motion |
专辑 | Live At The Pacé Library |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
It’s not the same, as it was, the last time I was here, there were hedges and cars. | |
There were people in their homes saying prayers | |
And through the fog, late at night, we would walk and we’d sing and give the kids a real fright. And go back home really late and steal some gin. | |
We’re second rate, our odds aren’t great, with no fortunes and no shares and no ring to our names. | |
But our words have been sharpened and we’re out for blood. | |
And our hearts have been misplaced in a secret location. | |
And we’ll leave them there for a while as we try to save this sweet, loving nation | |
Softly tear its heart, softly tear its heart, softly tear its heart. |
It' s not the same, as it was, the last time I was here, there were hedges and cars. | |
There were people in their homes saying prayers | |
And through the fog, late at night, we would walk and we' d sing and give the kids a real fright. And go back home really late and steal some gin. | |
We' re second rate, our odds aren' t great, with no fortunes and no shares and no ring to our names. | |
But our words have been sharpened and we' re out for blood. | |
And our hearts have been misplaced in a secret location. | |
And we' ll leave them there for a while as we try to save this sweet, loving nation | |
Softly tear its heart, softly tear its heart, softly tear its heart. |
It' s not the same, as it was, the last time I was here, there were hedges and cars. | |
There were people in their homes saying prayers | |
And through the fog, late at night, we would walk and we' d sing and give the kids a real fright. And go back home really late and steal some gin. | |
We' re second rate, our odds aren' t great, with no fortunes and no shares and no ring to our names. | |
But our words have been sharpened and we' re out for blood. | |
And our hearts have been misplaced in a secret location. | |
And we' ll leave them there for a while as we try to save this sweet, loving nation | |
Softly tear its heart, softly tear its heart, softly tear its heart. |