| Song | The Cement Lament |
| Artist | Michelle Shocked |
| Album | Captain Swing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Shocked | |
| Lyrics:Michelle Shocked Music:Michelle Shocked | |
| It was that kind of misting rain | |
| It was that kind of night | |
| Nothing was wrong | |
| It just wasn't right | |
| It weren't the blues | |
| It weren't low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament | |
| All these late night alleys | |
| All these late night alley cats | |
| It starts raining harder | |
| She adjusts her hat | |
| It weren't the blues | |
| It weren't low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament | |
| A streetlight goes out | |
| She makes her wish | |
| A taxi turns the corner | |
| A puddle makes a splish | |
| It weren't the blues | |
| It weren't low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament, Ohhhh | |
| How many years has it been | |
| Since you left that old hometown | |
| Both eyes on your feet | |
| Both feet on the ground | |
| It's not the blues | |
| It's not low rent | |
| It's just a cement lament, Ohhhh | |
| It's not superstition | |
| It's just playing it smart | |
| Don't step on the cracks, now | |
| Don't you break your mama's heart | |
| It's not the blues | |
| It's not low rent | |
| It's just a cement lament, Ohhhhhhhh | |
| Sun's rolling up the East River | |
| It slowly dawns on you | |
| You're smoking your last cigarette | |
| The rain has stopped | |
| The sky is blue | |
| Time to shake this mood | |
| Someone's got to pay that rent | |
| Someone's shift just started | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing | |
| Swinging | |
| Singing and a-swinging | |
| Swinging and a-singing | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... |
| zuo ci : Shocked | |
| Lyrics: Michelle Shocked Music: Michelle Shocked | |
| It was that kind of misting rain | |
| It was that kind of night | |
| Nothing was wrong | |
| It just wasn' t right | |
| It weren' t the blues | |
| It weren' t low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament | |
| All these late night alleys | |
| All these late night alley cats | |
| It starts raining harder | |
| She adjusts her hat | |
| It weren' t the blues | |
| It weren' t low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament | |
| A streetlight goes out | |
| She makes her wish | |
| A taxi turns the corner | |
| A puddle makes a splish | |
| It weren' t the blues | |
| It weren' t low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament, Ohhhh | |
| How many years has it been | |
| Since you left that old hometown | |
| Both eyes on your feet | |
| Both feet on the ground | |
| It' s not the blues | |
| It' s not low rent | |
| It' s just a cement lament, Ohhhh | |
| It' s not superstition | |
| It' s just playing it smart | |
| Don' t step on the cracks, now | |
| Don' t you break your mama' s heart | |
| It' s not the blues | |
| It' s not low rent | |
| It' s just a cement lament, Ohhhhhhhh | |
| Sun' s rolling up the East River | |
| It slowly dawns on you | |
| You' re smoking your last cigarette | |
| The rain has stopped | |
| The sky is blue | |
| Time to shake this mood | |
| Someone' s got to pay that rent | |
| Someone' s shift just started | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing | |
| Swinging | |
| Singing and aswinging | |
| Swinging and asinging | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... |
| zuò cí : Shocked | |
| Lyrics: Michelle Shocked Music: Michelle Shocked | |
| It was that kind of misting rain | |
| It was that kind of night | |
| Nothing was wrong | |
| It just wasn' t right | |
| It weren' t the blues | |
| It weren' t low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament | |
| All these late night alleys | |
| All these late night alley cats | |
| It starts raining harder | |
| She adjusts her hat | |
| It weren' t the blues | |
| It weren' t low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament | |
| A streetlight goes out | |
| She makes her wish | |
| A taxi turns the corner | |
| A puddle makes a splish | |
| It weren' t the blues | |
| It weren' t low rent | |
| It was just a cement lament, Ohhhh | |
| How many years has it been | |
| Since you left that old hometown | |
| Both eyes on your feet | |
| Both feet on the ground | |
| It' s not the blues | |
| It' s not low rent | |
| It' s just a cement lament, Ohhhh | |
| It' s not superstition | |
| It' s just playing it smart | |
| Don' t step on the cracks, now | |
| Don' t you break your mama' s heart | |
| It' s not the blues | |
| It' s not low rent | |
| It' s just a cement lament, Ohhhhhhhh | |
| Sun' s rolling up the East River | |
| It slowly dawns on you | |
| You' re smoking your last cigarette | |
| The rain has stopped | |
| The sky is blue | |
| Time to shake this mood | |
| Someone' s got to pay that rent | |
| Someone' s shift just started | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing the cement lament | |
| Singing | |
| Swinging | |
| Singing and aswinging | |
| Swinging and asinging | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... |