歌曲 | All of Us Kids |
歌手 | Hawksley Workman |
专辑 | For Him and the Girls |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Workman | |
these initial shock waves can't last | |
they're gonna want to see the real love soon | |
they're gonna want to see the real bombs in the air | |
they're gonna want to hear the real songs in their ears | |
they're gonna burn the flag poles when they find out | |
they're gonna cry with salty tears | |
they're gonna call themselves witnesses for the truth | |
they're gonna speak the broken language of love | |
and all of us kids want | |
the same thing from our lives | |
so come on out now | |
before we start shooting | |
we're gonna tear the bars off the windows | |
and our voices will be instruments for the truth | |
then we'll probably migrate to the coast line | |
to tangle with the salt in the air | |
listen to the hush of our babies | |
after all the fighting is through | |
and the evening will come true to all who suffer | |
and the morning come a chance to renew | |
and all of us kids want | |
the same thing from our lives | |
so come on out now | |
before we start shooting (repeat) |
zuo qu : Workman | |
these initial shock waves can' t last | |
they' re gonna want to see the real love soon | |
they' re gonna want to see the real bombs in the air | |
they' re gonna want to hear the real songs in their ears | |
they' re gonna burn the flag poles when they find out | |
they' re gonna cry with salty tears | |
they' re gonna call themselves witnesses for the truth | |
they' re gonna speak the broken language of love | |
and all of us kids want | |
the same thing from our lives | |
so come on out now | |
before we start shooting | |
we' re gonna tear the bars off the windows | |
and our voices will be instruments for the truth | |
then we' ll probably migrate to the coast line | |
to tangle with the salt in the air | |
listen to the hush of our babies | |
after all the fighting is through | |
and the evening will come true to all who suffer | |
and the morning come a chance to renew | |
and all of us kids want | |
the same thing from our lives | |
so come on out now | |
before we start shooting repeat |
zuò qǔ : Workman | |
these initial shock waves can' t last | |
they' re gonna want to see the real love soon | |
they' re gonna want to see the real bombs in the air | |
they' re gonna want to hear the real songs in their ears | |
they' re gonna burn the flag poles when they find out | |
they' re gonna cry with salty tears | |
they' re gonna call themselves witnesses for the truth | |
they' re gonna speak the broken language of love | |
and all of us kids want | |
the same thing from our lives | |
so come on out now | |
before we start shooting | |
we' re gonna tear the bars off the windows | |
and our voices will be instruments for the truth | |
then we' ll probably migrate to the coast line | |
to tangle with the salt in the air | |
listen to the hush of our babies | |
after all the fighting is through | |
and the evening will come true to all who suffer | |
and the morning come a chance to renew | |
and all of us kids want | |
the same thing from our lives | |
so come on out now | |
before we start shooting repeat |