歌曲 | Tell Your Story Walking |
歌手 | Deb Talan |
专辑 | A Bird Flies Out |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Talan | |
Tell it to the judge, man. | |
Tell it to your motherless reflection. | |
In a sock and one shoe | |
after the great defection | |
he said, "tell a lie sometimes, tell the truth | |
when it suits you, and when you've lost your way | |
tell a story." | |
Tell your story, tell it, tell it. | |
Tell your story to anyone who'll listen. | |
Tell your story, don't stop talking | |
just tell your story walking. | |
Listing through Carol Gardens | |
on the way to Cobble Hill | |
I stopped by a psychic's dusty, wilted windowsill. | |
Forgot what she told me, mostly | |
but I remember one thing she said | |
"You may slip and call some lousy fuck your friend | |
but in the end you'll come out even | |
then, tell your story." | |
And it's a sorry, frightful thing | |
when you want to cry, but you can't keep from laughing. | |
Outside the church that's so quiet it dares you to shout | |
you put a hand to your mouth to stop the rain. | |
You do a St. Vitus dance, to the sky you raise your voice. | |
This is your chance, you have no choice | |
you tell your story. |
zuo qu : Talan | |
Tell it to the judge, man. | |
Tell it to your motherless reflection. | |
In a sock and one shoe | |
after the great defection | |
he said, " tell a lie sometimes, tell the truth | |
when it suits you, and when you' ve lost your way | |
tell a story." | |
Tell your story, tell it, tell it. | |
Tell your story to anyone who' ll listen. | |
Tell your story, don' t stop talking | |
just tell your story walking. | |
Listing through Carol Gardens | |
on the way to Cobble Hill | |
I stopped by a psychic' s dusty, wilted windowsill. | |
Forgot what she told me, mostly | |
but I remember one thing she said | |
" You may slip and call some lousy fuck your friend | |
but in the end you' ll come out even | |
then, tell your story." | |
And it' s a sorry, frightful thing | |
when you want to cry, but you can' t keep from laughing. | |
Outside the church that' s so quiet it dares you to shout | |
you put a hand to your mouth to stop the rain. | |
You do a St. Vitus dance, to the sky you raise your voice. | |
This is your chance, you have no choice | |
you tell your story. |
zuò qǔ : Talan | |
Tell it to the judge, man. | |
Tell it to your motherless reflection. | |
In a sock and one shoe | |
after the great defection | |
he said, " tell a lie sometimes, tell the truth | |
when it suits you, and when you' ve lost your way | |
tell a story." | |
Tell your story, tell it, tell it. | |
Tell your story to anyone who' ll listen. | |
Tell your story, don' t stop talking | |
just tell your story walking. | |
Listing through Carol Gardens | |
on the way to Cobble Hill | |
I stopped by a psychic' s dusty, wilted windowsill. | |
Forgot what she told me, mostly | |
but I remember one thing she said | |
" You may slip and call some lousy fuck your friend | |
but in the end you' ll come out even | |
then, tell your story." | |
And it' s a sorry, frightful thing | |
when you want to cry, but you can' t keep from laughing. | |
Outside the church that' s so quiet it dares you to shout | |
you put a hand to your mouth to stop the rain. | |
You do a St. Vitus dance, to the sky you raise your voice. | |
This is your chance, you have no choice | |
you tell your story. |