Keep Track 歌词
| 歌曲 | Keep Track |
| 歌手 | Common Market |
| 专辑 | Common Market |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : RA Scion, Sabzi | |
| Aiyo – in Jet City, it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| River City it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Tampa Bay, it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Up in Atlanta it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Cincinnati it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Portland it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| In every spot I've ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time… | |
| Consumed by the flow of the flume, I ride rapids | |
| Marooned, the map's written in Rune – decipher this, kid | |
| Impugned by the spirits entombed; the didactic of doom | |
| If not for the black balloon I would've missed it | |
| Interposed by secular droves demanding answers | |
| Who chose the standards of rogues over the mystics? | |
| Deposed – over the summit rose the grand banner of those | |
| Who battled fate to escape the throes of physics | |
| Amused by the glow of the fuse, the wick sparks | |
| We choose to call conditions “improved” with no logistics | |
| Unmoved by the chorus of “oohs” or the barks of the prudes | |
| I follow the marks of Sioux's tribal blitzes | |
| Forewarned by the bugler's horn – the cock crows | |
| And swarms of fowl flock to the warmth of outer limits | |
| Adorned with a diadem of thorns, now the clock's got horns | |
| Every last lock shorn – it's too explicit, but yo | |
| Up in Athena it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Iraklio it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Even Prassas got a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Abdu it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| At Capsis it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Knossos knows a whole lot's happenin' | |
| In every spot I've ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time… | |
| Allayed by the shadow of shade – light's oppressive | |
| Afraid the test is only a grade – the sum of digits | |
| Betrayed by the master of slaves; the antiseptic on blades | |
| Teach ‘em a lesson; the maze – come and get it | |
| Pronounced by the Duke and the Count to be the promise | |
| Announced – I'm assigned to the house – repute's illest | |
| Surmount the opposition and bounce – a man of modest accounts | |
| Hierarchy trounced when I shoot to kill it | |
| Bereaved by the acts of thieves – my term's served | |
| Believe not words – those who grieve will be uplifted | |
| Decreed in the books of the freed – you'd be unnerved to read | |
| When the lines are blurred, your speed is shifted | |
| Crossed by the albatross, I see the signs | |
| The frost is climbin' over the moss, I feel timid | |
| I pause to collect my thoughts – how was this time lost? | |
| Pray that I find the source of the remedy, yo | |
| Up in Lusaka it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Luanshya it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Kitwe it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Mpongwe it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Kulundu, it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| Lilanda it's a whole lot happenin' | |
| In every spot I've ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time… |
| zuo qu : RA Scion, Sabzi | |
| Aiyo in Jet City, it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| River City it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Tampa Bay, it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Up in Atlanta it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Cincinnati it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Portland it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In every spot I' ve ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time | |
| Consumed by the flow of the flume, I ride rapids | |
| Marooned, the map' s written in Rune decipher this, kid | |
| Impugned by the spirits entombed the didactic of doom | |
| If not for the black balloon I would' ve missed it | |
| Interposed by secular droves demanding answers | |
| Who chose the standards of rogues over the mystics? | |
| Deposed over the summit rose the grand banner of those | |
| Who battled fate to escape the throes of physics | |
| Amused by the glow of the fuse, the wick sparks | |
| We choose to call conditions " improved" with no logistics | |
| Unmoved by the chorus of " oohs" or the barks of the prudes | |
| I follow the marks of Sioux' s tribal blitzes | |
| Forewarned by the bugler' s horn the cock crows | |
| And swarms of fowl flock to the warmth of outer limits | |
| Adorned with a diadem of thorns, now the clock' s got horns | |
| Every last lock shorn it' s too explicit, but yo | |
| Up in Athena it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Iraklio it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Even Prassas got a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Abdu it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| At Capsis it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Knossos knows a whole lot' s happenin' | |
| In every spot I' ve ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time | |
| Allayed by the shadow of shade light' s oppressive | |
| Afraid the test is only a grade the sum of digits | |
| Betrayed by the master of slaves the antiseptic on blades | |
| Teach ' em a lesson the maze come and get it | |
| Pronounced by the Duke and the Count to be the promise | |
| Announced I' m assigned to the house repute' s illest | |
| Surmount the opposition and bounce a man of modest accounts | |
| Hierarchy trounced when I shoot to kill it | |
| Bereaved by the acts of thieves my term' s served | |
| Believe not words those who grieve will be uplifted | |
| Decreed in the books of the freed you' d be unnerved to read | |
| When the lines are blurred, your speed is shifted | |
| Crossed by the albatross, I see the signs | |
| The frost is climbin' over the moss, I feel timid | |
| I pause to collect my thoughts how was this time lost? | |
| Pray that I find the source of the remedy, yo | |
| Up in Lusaka it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Luanshya it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Kitwe it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Mpongwe it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Kulundu, it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Lilanda it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In every spot I' ve ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time |
| zuò qǔ : RA Scion, Sabzi | |
| Aiyo in Jet City, it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| River City it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Tampa Bay, it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Up in Atlanta it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Cincinnati it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Portland it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In every spot I' ve ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time | |
| Consumed by the flow of the flume, I ride rapids | |
| Marooned, the map' s written in Rune decipher this, kid | |
| Impugned by the spirits entombed the didactic of doom | |
| If not for the black balloon I would' ve missed it | |
| Interposed by secular droves demanding answers | |
| Who chose the standards of rogues over the mystics? | |
| Deposed over the summit rose the grand banner of those | |
| Who battled fate to escape the throes of physics | |
| Amused by the glow of the fuse, the wick sparks | |
| We choose to call conditions " improved" with no logistics | |
| Unmoved by the chorus of " oohs" or the barks of the prudes | |
| I follow the marks of Sioux' s tribal blitzes | |
| Forewarned by the bugler' s horn the cock crows | |
| And swarms of fowl flock to the warmth of outer limits | |
| Adorned with a diadem of thorns, now the clock' s got horns | |
| Every last lock shorn it' s too explicit, but yo | |
| Up in Athena it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Iraklio it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Even Prassas got a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Abdu it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| At Capsis it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Knossos knows a whole lot' s happenin' | |
| In every spot I' ve ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time | |
| Allayed by the shadow of shade light' s oppressive | |
| Afraid the test is only a grade the sum of digits | |
| Betrayed by the master of slaves the antiseptic on blades | |
| Teach ' em a lesson the maze come and get it | |
| Pronounced by the Duke and the Count to be the promise | |
| Announced I' m assigned to the house repute' s illest | |
| Surmount the opposition and bounce a man of modest accounts | |
| Hierarchy trounced when I shoot to kill it | |
| Bereaved by the acts of thieves my term' s served | |
| Believe not words those who grieve will be uplifted | |
| Decreed in the books of the freed you' d be unnerved to read | |
| When the lines are blurred, your speed is shifted | |
| Crossed by the albatross, I see the signs | |
| The frost is climbin' over the moss, I feel timid | |
| I pause to collect my thoughts how was this time lost? | |
| Pray that I find the source of the remedy, yo | |
| Up in Lusaka it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Luanshya it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In Kitwe it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Mpongwe it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Kulundu, it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| Lilanda it' s a whole lot happenin' | |
| In every spot I' ve ever been I find | |
| Men and women resigned to try and keep track of time |
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