歌曲 | The Arrivals Gate |
歌手 | Ani DiFranco |
专辑 | To the Teeth |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DiFranco | |
Gonna go out | |
To the arrivals gate at the airport | |
And sit there all day | |
Watch people reuniting | |
Public affection so exciting | |
It even makes airports ok | |
Watching children run | |
With their arms outstretched | |
Just to throw those arms | |
Around thei'r grandpa's neck | |
Watching lovers plant kisses | |
Old men to their misses | |
At their arrivals gate | |
Watching a mother | |
With a mother's smile | |
Don't tell me to move | |
I just wanna sit here for a while | |
I have determined | |
It's a sure cure for cancer | |
Watching excitement turn family dogs | |
Into dancers | |
At the arrivals gate | |
I got me a white bread sandwich | |
With some shredded lettuce | |
And i go tme a ringside view | |
For my quaint little fetish | |
I just wanna drain my pink little heart | |
Of all its malice | |
And kick back for the afternoon | |
In this fluorescent palace | |
Everybody's in a hurry | |
Here in purgatory | |
Except for me | |
I'm where i need to be | |
At the arrivals gate |
zuo ci : DiFranco | |
Gonna go out | |
To the arrivals gate at the airport | |
And sit there all day | |
Watch people reuniting | |
Public affection so exciting | |
It even makes airports ok | |
Watching children run | |
With their arms outstretched | |
Just to throw those arms | |
Around thei' r grandpa' s neck | |
Watching lovers plant kisses | |
Old men to their misses | |
At their arrivals gate | |
Watching a mother | |
With a mother' s smile | |
Don' t tell me to move | |
I just wanna sit here for a while | |
I have determined | |
It' s a sure cure for cancer | |
Watching excitement turn family dogs | |
Into dancers | |
At the arrivals gate | |
I got me a white bread sandwich | |
With some shredded lettuce | |
And i go tme a ringside view | |
For my quaint little fetish | |
I just wanna drain my pink little heart | |
Of all its malice | |
And kick back for the afternoon | |
In this fluorescent palace | |
Everybody' s in a hurry | |
Here in purgatory | |
Except for me | |
I' m where i need to be | |
At the arrivals gate |
zuò cí : DiFranco | |
Gonna go out | |
To the arrivals gate at the airport | |
And sit there all day | |
Watch people reuniting | |
Public affection so exciting | |
It even makes airports ok | |
Watching children run | |
With their arms outstretched | |
Just to throw those arms | |
Around thei' r grandpa' s neck | |
Watching lovers plant kisses | |
Old men to their misses | |
At their arrivals gate | |
Watching a mother | |
With a mother' s smile | |
Don' t tell me to move | |
I just wanna sit here for a while | |
I have determined | |
It' s a sure cure for cancer | |
Watching excitement turn family dogs | |
Into dancers | |
At the arrivals gate | |
I got me a white bread sandwich | |
With some shredded lettuce | |
And i go tme a ringside view | |
For my quaint little fetish | |
I just wanna drain my pink little heart | |
Of all its malice | |
And kick back for the afternoon | |
In this fluorescent palace | |
Everybody' s in a hurry | |
Here in purgatory | |
Except for me | |
I' m where i need to be | |
At the arrivals gate |