歌曲 | Little Time Bomb |
歌手 | Billy Bragg |
专辑 | Workers Playtime |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bragg | |
One of them's off her food | |
And the other one's off his head | |
And both of them are off down the boozer | |
To drink a toast | |
To the one that he hates most | |
And she says there are no winners, only losers | |
Well if there are no winners | |
Then what is this he thinks | |
As he watches her complete a lap of honour | |
And he sits in the stands with his head in his hands | |
And he thinks of all the things | |
He'd like to bring down upon her | |
Revenge will bring cold comfort in this darkest hour | |
As the juke box says 'it's all over now' | |
And he stands and he screams | |
What have i done wrong | |
I've fallen in love with a little time bomb | |
In public he's such a man | |
He's punching at the walls with his bare and bloody hands | |
He's screaming and shouting and acting crazy | |
But at home he sits alone and he cries like a baby | |
He holds your letters but he can't read them | |
As he fights this loneliness that you call freedom | |
You said this would happen and you were not wrong | |
I've fallen in love with a little time bomb |
zuo ci : Bragg | |
One of them' s off her food | |
And the other one' s off his head | |
And both of them are off down the boozer | |
To drink a toast | |
To the one that he hates most | |
And she says there are no winners, only losers | |
Well if there are no winners | |
Then what is this he thinks | |
As he watches her complete a lap of honour | |
And he sits in the stands with his head in his hands | |
And he thinks of all the things | |
He' d like to bring down upon her | |
Revenge will bring cold comfort in this darkest hour | |
As the juke box says ' it' s all over now' | |
And he stands and he screams | |
What have i done wrong | |
I' ve fallen in love with a little time bomb | |
In public he' s such a man | |
He' s punching at the walls with his bare and bloody hands | |
He' s screaming and shouting and acting crazy | |
But at home he sits alone and he cries like a baby | |
He holds your letters but he can' t read them | |
As he fights this loneliness that you call freedom | |
You said this would happen and you were not wrong | |
I' ve fallen in love with a little time bomb |
zuò cí : Bragg | |
One of them' s off her food | |
And the other one' s off his head | |
And both of them are off down the boozer | |
To drink a toast | |
To the one that he hates most | |
And she says there are no winners, only losers | |
Well if there are no winners | |
Then what is this he thinks | |
As he watches her complete a lap of honour | |
And he sits in the stands with his head in his hands | |
And he thinks of all the things | |
He' d like to bring down upon her | |
Revenge will bring cold comfort in this darkest hour | |
As the juke box says ' it' s all over now' | |
And he stands and he screams | |
What have i done wrong | |
I' ve fallen in love with a little time bomb | |
In public he' s such a man | |
He' s punching at the walls with his bare and bloody hands | |
He' s screaming and shouting and acting crazy | |
But at home he sits alone and he cries like a baby | |
He holds your letters but he can' t read them | |
As he fights this loneliness that you call freedom | |
You said this would happen and you were not wrong | |
I' ve fallen in love with a little time bomb |