歌曲 | No More Stones |
歌手 | Enter the Haggis |
专辑 | Soapbox Heroes |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Enter The Haggis ... | |
Thought we had a grudge against | |
Our friends who live beyond the fence | |
Victims of a circumstance or writers of our fate? | |
Proud enough to cast a stone | |
But not enough to lose our homes | |
Now it's done we have been shown | |
The things that were at stake | |
Should have stopped to think about it | |
Would have brought to light our doubts | |
I wish the silent ones had shouted | |
At us to our face | |
Would we even listen then? | |
Or could we only see the damage | |
When the dust had settled | |
And we finally saw the waste | |
CHORUS: Hey, ho, the wind has blown | |
Won the war, now there's nothing to show | |
Seeds sewn, time to grow | |
No more stones to throw | |
Now it's time to reap the corn | |
But no one's left to grow it for | |
I'm knockin' on my neighbor's door | |
Alas, to no reply | |
Now I want to live in peace | |
But no one's here to live with me | |
I should have learned of harmony | |
Before I took a side | |
Situation took a hold of | |
Common sense and wouldn't go | |
Although I guess we could have known | |
The error of our ways | |
All alone at dinnertime | |
No one's left to drink my wine | |
As I propose a toast to | |
Every family that paid |
zuo qu : Enter The Haggis ... | |
Thought we had a grudge against | |
Our friends who live beyond the fence | |
Victims of a circumstance or writers of our fate? | |
Proud enough to cast a stone | |
But not enough to lose our homes | |
Now it' s done we have been shown | |
The things that were at stake | |
Should have stopped to think about it | |
Would have brought to light our doubts | |
I wish the silent ones had shouted | |
At us to our face | |
Would we even listen then? | |
Or could we only see the damage | |
When the dust had settled | |
And we finally saw the waste | |
CHORUS: Hey, ho, the wind has blown | |
Won the war, now there' s nothing to show | |
Seeds sewn, time to grow | |
No more stones to throw | |
Now it' s time to reap the corn | |
But no one' s left to grow it for | |
I' m knockin' on my neighbor' s door | |
Alas, to no reply | |
Now I want to live in peace | |
But no one' s here to live with me | |
I should have learned of harmony | |
Before I took a side | |
Situation took a hold of | |
Common sense and wouldn' t go | |
Although I guess we could have known | |
The error of our ways | |
All alone at dinnertime | |
No one' s left to drink my wine | |
As I propose a toast to | |
Every family that paid |
zuò qǔ : Enter The Haggis ... | |
Thought we had a grudge against | |
Our friends who live beyond the fence | |
Victims of a circumstance or writers of our fate? | |
Proud enough to cast a stone | |
But not enough to lose our homes | |
Now it' s done we have been shown | |
The things that were at stake | |
Should have stopped to think about it | |
Would have brought to light our doubts | |
I wish the silent ones had shouted | |
At us to our face | |
Would we even listen then? | |
Or could we only see the damage | |
When the dust had settled | |
And we finally saw the waste | |
CHORUS: Hey, ho, the wind has blown | |
Won the war, now there' s nothing to show | |
Seeds sewn, time to grow | |
No more stones to throw | |
Now it' s time to reap the corn | |
But no one' s left to grow it for | |
I' m knockin' on my neighbor' s door | |
Alas, to no reply | |
Now I want to live in peace | |
But no one' s here to live with me | |
I should have learned of harmony | |
Before I took a side | |
Situation took a hold of | |
Common sense and wouldn' t go | |
Although I guess we could have known | |
The error of our ways | |
All alone at dinnertime | |
No one' s left to drink my wine | |
As I propose a toast to | |
Every family that paid |