歌曲 | New Pretender |
歌手 | Eddi Reader |
专辑 | Driftwood |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hewerdine | |
here comes the new pretender | |
a bible in his hand | |
he thinks he will be happy | |
he thinks that life is grand | |
I have learnt how to be grateful | |
for the scraps that fall from your table | |
oh, oh-oh, oh-oh | |
here comes the new pretender | |
he looks just like the old | |
he would get a big surprise | |
when he finds hell is cold | |
there are those who want to warm you | |
then one day they won’t phone you | |
oh, oh-oh, oh | |
and in every sleepy town | |
you will find heads full of dreams | |
heads full of dreams | |
there goes the new pretender | |
he won’t last that long | |
there will be a new face | |
to sing the same old song, oh | |
he will learn how to be grateful | |
for the scraps that fall from your table | |
oh, oh-oh, oh-oh | |
here comes the new pretender |
zuo ci : Hewerdine | |
here comes the new pretender | |
a bible in his hand | |
he thinks he will be happy | |
he thinks that life is grand | |
I have learnt how to be grateful | |
for the scraps that fall from your table | |
oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
here comes the new pretender | |
he looks just like the old | |
he would get a big surprise | |
when he finds hell is cold | |
there are those who want to warm you | |
then one day they won' t phone you | |
oh, ohoh, oh | |
and in every sleepy town | |
you will find heads full of dreams | |
heads full of dreams | |
there goes the new pretender | |
he won' t last that long | |
there will be a new face | |
to sing the same old song, oh | |
he will learn how to be grateful | |
for the scraps that fall from your table | |
oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
here comes the new pretender |
zuò cí : Hewerdine | |
here comes the new pretender | |
a bible in his hand | |
he thinks he will be happy | |
he thinks that life is grand | |
I have learnt how to be grateful | |
for the scraps that fall from your table | |
oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
here comes the new pretender | |
he looks just like the old | |
he would get a big surprise | |
when he finds hell is cold | |
there are those who want to warm you | |
then one day they won' t phone you | |
oh, ohoh, oh | |
and in every sleepy town | |
you will find heads full of dreams | |
heads full of dreams | |
there goes the new pretender | |
he won' t last that long | |
there will be a new face | |
to sing the same old song, oh | |
he will learn how to be grateful | |
for the scraps that fall from your table | |
oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
here comes the new pretender |