歌曲 | Far Away Like a Radio |
歌手 | Colin James |
专辑 | Limelight |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : James, Northey, Wilson | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
I was ridin shotgun with the driver | |
The lovers and the rounders | |
Come along with me to LA | |
Me and my bride on a greyhound back | |
She took a piece outta me that i'll never get back | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
Ghost in a shotglass and lonely all around | |
Can't help but catch a buzz when you come into this town | |
Darkness in a box, man, you better send a scout | |
There's doors to keep you in but none to let you out | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
Head on my shoulder, and mouth just catchin flies | |
Stranger outta stories has just talked himself dry | |
Half of him will make it to LA by tomorrow | |
The rest of him will have to make a beg steal or borrow | |
One end of town laughin at the other | |
They got ragin home records, makin welfare mothers | |
Street hosed down when the dawn breaks slow | |
Shinin like a mirror so all the shadows won't show | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
All the happy endings | |
That i've heard about | |
Stories left unwritten | |
We'll have to figure it out | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio |
zuo qu : James, Northey, Wilson | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
I was ridin shotgun with the driver | |
The lovers and the rounders | |
Come along with me to LA | |
Me and my bride on a greyhound back | |
She took a piece outta me that i' ll never get back | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
Ghost in a shotglass and lonely all around | |
Can' t help but catch a buzz when you come into this town | |
Darkness in a box, man, you better send a scout | |
There' s doors to keep you in but none to let you out | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
Head on my shoulder, and mouth just catchin flies | |
Stranger outta stories has just talked himself dry | |
Half of him will make it to LA by tomorrow | |
The rest of him will have to make a beg steal or borrow | |
One end of town laughin at the other | |
They got ragin home records, makin welfare mothers | |
Street hosed down when the dawn breaks slow | |
Shinin like a mirror so all the shadows won' t show | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
All the happy endings | |
That i' ve heard about | |
Stories left unwritten | |
We' ll have to figure it out | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio |
zuò qǔ : James, Northey, Wilson | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
I was ridin shotgun with the driver | |
The lovers and the rounders | |
Come along with me to LA | |
Me and my bride on a greyhound back | |
She took a piece outta me that i' ll never get back | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
Ghost in a shotglass and lonely all around | |
Can' t help but catch a buzz when you come into this town | |
Darkness in a box, man, you better send a scout | |
There' s doors to keep you in but none to let you out | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
Head on my shoulder, and mouth just catchin flies | |
Stranger outta stories has just talked himself dry | |
Half of him will make it to LA by tomorrow | |
The rest of him will have to make a beg steal or borrow | |
One end of town laughin at the other | |
They got ragin home records, makin welfare mothers | |
Street hosed down when the dawn breaks slow | |
Shinin like a mirror so all the shadows won' t show | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
All the happy endings | |
That i' ve heard about | |
Stories left unwritten | |
We' ll have to figure it out | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio | |
All broke down, comin in low | |
Far away like a radio | |
Red lights flash, static and snow | |
Far away like a radio |