歌曲 | Steve Forbert's Midsummer Night's Toast |
歌手 | Steve Forbert |
专辑 | The Best Of |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Forbert | |
Here's to all you all you lucky dogs, it's heads or tails. | |
Here's to all you filthy rich, | |
I wish you well. | |
Here's to all the pretty women made for cash. | |
And here's to dashing daddy's son he's such a flash. | |
Well, I been lookin' and walkin' 'round the sunset square, | |
Singin' an' talkin' with my friends down there, sittin' an' lis'nin' with a young man's ear, to all the rainbow dreams | |
Here's to all the shitty jobs that | |
I despise. | |
Here's to two-bit guarantees and other lies. | |
Here's to roads of burning tar and hot cement. | |
Here's to money in my hand and where it went. | |
Well, I got my fingers a-tapping on the hard, stone steps. | |
I'm waiting for lightning and the rains to fall. | |
Young lovers are loafin' with their sidewalk smiles | |
And all their rainbow dreams. | |
Amy Alice in the | |
Summer With a sack lunch and a punch card. | |
See my sister with a drag job. | |
Man, she feels like she's a hundred years ago. | |
Here's to people living lives that they regret. | |
Work your fingers to the bone and sink in debt. | |
Here's to all those shaky tricks that hustlers try. | |
You know their easy money is oft' times hard. | |
They flash a grin an' they wink their eye, well... | |
I been livin' an' breathin' in the rat trap town. | |
Tryna get over where the wall breaks down. | |
Holdin' my head up with my thin tired arms and all my rainbow dreams |
zuo qu : Forbert | |
Here' s to all you all you lucky dogs, it' s heads or tails. | |
Here' s to all you filthy rich, | |
I wish you well. | |
Here' s to all the pretty women made for cash. | |
And here' s to dashing daddy' s son he' s such a flash. | |
Well, I been lookin' and walkin' ' round the sunset square, | |
Singin' an' talkin' with my friends down there, sittin' an' lis' nin' with a young man' s ear, to all the rainbow dreams | |
Here' s to all the shitty jobs that | |
I despise. | |
Here' s to twobit guarantees and other lies. | |
Here' s to roads of burning tar and hot cement. | |
Here' s to money in my hand and where it went. | |
Well, I got my fingers atapping on the hard, stone steps. | |
I' m waiting for lightning and the rains to fall. | |
Young lovers are loafin' with their sidewalk smiles | |
And all their rainbow dreams. | |
Amy Alice in the | |
Summer With a sack lunch and a punch card. | |
See my sister with a drag job. | |
Man, she feels like she' s a hundred years ago. | |
Here' s to people living lives that they regret. | |
Work your fingers to the bone and sink in debt. | |
Here' s to all those shaky tricks that hustlers try. | |
You know their easy money is oft' times hard. | |
They flash a grin an' they wink their eye, well... | |
I been livin' an' breathin' in the rat trap town. | |
Tryna get over where the wall breaks down. | |
Holdin' my head up with my thin tired arms and all my rainbow dreams |
zuò qǔ : Forbert | |
Here' s to all you all you lucky dogs, it' s heads or tails. | |
Here' s to all you filthy rich, | |
I wish you well. | |
Here' s to all the pretty women made for cash. | |
And here' s to dashing daddy' s son he' s such a flash. | |
Well, I been lookin' and walkin' ' round the sunset square, | |
Singin' an' talkin' with my friends down there, sittin' an' lis' nin' with a young man' s ear, to all the rainbow dreams | |
Here' s to all the shitty jobs that | |
I despise. | |
Here' s to twobit guarantees and other lies. | |
Here' s to roads of burning tar and hot cement. | |
Here' s to money in my hand and where it went. | |
Well, I got my fingers atapping on the hard, stone steps. | |
I' m waiting for lightning and the rains to fall. | |
Young lovers are loafin' with their sidewalk smiles | |
And all their rainbow dreams. | |
Amy Alice in the | |
Summer With a sack lunch and a punch card. | |
See my sister with a drag job. | |
Man, she feels like she' s a hundred years ago. | |
Here' s to people living lives that they regret. | |
Work your fingers to the bone and sink in debt. | |
Here' s to all those shaky tricks that hustlers try. | |
You know their easy money is oft' times hard. | |
They flash a grin an' they wink their eye, well... | |
I been livin' an' breathin' in the rat trap town. | |
Tryna get over where the wall breaks down. | |
Holdin' my head up with my thin tired arms and all my rainbow dreams |