| [00:00.000] | 作词 : David Lance Callahan/Mig Morland |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : David Lance Callahan/Mig Morland |
| [00:56.942] | In the margins by the terminal station |
| [01:02.991] | You trip towards the cliff edge swinging |
| [01:09.944] | There's a limit to a punter's imagination |
| [01:17.169] | In the hard-on cars and cut glass drinking |
| [01:23.996] | Where you're trading mister, cash comes quick |
| [01:30.714] | Until you climb into the car of a sick trick |
| [01:37.675] | And he'll take care of your looks for good |
| [01:44.774] | He'll streak your hair with henna blood |
| [01:52.337] | |
| [01:53.955] | You fell, but you will never tell |
| [01:58.460] | In a circus with no safety net |
| [02:02.014] | In the cross where no kings will tread |
| [02:05.589] | Cheap wine in the gutter, menstrual red |
| [02:11.992] | |
| [02:34.295] | You will die a mugshot heroine |
| [02:40.279] | But Jack the knife will live the fame |
| [02:47.306] | Until he saw the papers, he didn't even know your name |
| [02:54.289] | And dealing with a real person was not part of the game |
| [03:01.717] | Now you're gone and we all sympathize |
| [03:08.227] | But judgment hovers in our eyes |
| [03:15.412] | But he'll never find the runt that killed you |
| [03:23.680] | And there'll only be cops to criticize |
| [03:28.925] | |
| [03:30.634] | When you fall, no one hears at all |
| [03:35.891] | Chock-full through all the city spaces |
| [03:42.836] | There's nothing as common as a siren at night |
| [03:49.836] | Nothing as bland as pretty faces |
| [03:56.898] | Nothing as bland as pretty faces |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : David Lance Callahan Mig Morland |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : David Lance Callahan Mig Morland |
| [00:56.942] | In the margins by the terminal station |
| [01:02.991] | You trip towards the cliff edge swinging |
| [01:09.944] | There' s a limit to a punter' s imagination |
| [01:17.169] | In the hardon cars and cut glass drinking |
| [01:23.996] | Where you' re trading mister, cash comes quick |
| [01:30.714] | Until you climb into the car of a sick trick |
| [01:37.675] | And he' ll take care of your looks for good |
| [01:44.774] | He' ll streak your hair with henna blood |
| [01:52.337] | |
| [01:53.955] | You fell, but you will never tell |
| [01:58.460] | In a circus with no safety net |
| [02:02.014] | In the cross where no kings will tread |
| [02:05.589] | Cheap wine in the gutter, menstrual red |
| [02:11.992] | |
| [02:34.295] | You will die a mugshot heroine |
| [02:40.279] | But Jack the knife will live the fame |
| [02:47.306] | Until he saw the papers, he didn' t even know your name |
| [02:54.289] | And dealing with a real person was not part of the game |
| [03:01.717] | Now you' re gone and we all sympathize |
| [03:08.227] | But judgment hovers in our eyes |
| [03:15.412] | But he' ll never find the runt that killed you |
| [03:23.680] | And there' ll only be cops to criticize |
| [03:28.925] | |
| [03:30.634] | When you fall, no one hears at all |
| [03:35.891] | Chockfull through all the city spaces |
| [03:42.836] | There' s nothing as common as a siren at night |
| [03:49.836] | Nothing as bland as pretty faces |
| [03:56.898] | Nothing as bland as pretty faces |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : David Lance Callahan Mig Morland |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : David Lance Callahan Mig Morland |
| [00:56.942] | In the margins by the terminal station |
| [01:02.991] | You trip towards the cliff edge swinging |
| [01:09.944] | There' s a limit to a punter' s imagination |
| [01:17.169] | In the hardon cars and cut glass drinking |
| [01:23.996] | Where you' re trading mister, cash comes quick |
| [01:30.714] | Until you climb into the car of a sick trick |
| [01:37.675] | And he' ll take care of your looks for good |
| [01:44.774] | He' ll streak your hair with henna blood |
| [01:52.337] | |
| [01:53.955] | You fell, but you will never tell |
| [01:58.460] | In a circus with no safety net |
| [02:02.014] | In the cross where no kings will tread |
| [02:05.589] | Cheap wine in the gutter, menstrual red |
| [02:11.992] | |
| [02:34.295] | You will die a mugshot heroine |
| [02:40.279] | But Jack the knife will live the fame |
| [02:47.306] | Until he saw the papers, he didn' t even know your name |
| [02:54.289] | And dealing with a real person was not part of the game |
| [03:01.717] | Now you' re gone and we all sympathize |
| [03:08.227] | But judgment hovers in our eyes |
| [03:15.412] | But he' ll never find the runt that killed you |
| [03:23.680] | And there' ll only be cops to criticize |
| [03:28.925] | |
| [03:30.634] | When you fall, no one hears at all |
| [03:35.891] | Chockfull through all the city spaces |
| [03:42.836] | There' s nothing as common as a siren at night |
| [03:49.836] | Nothing as bland as pretty faces |
| [03:56.898] | Nothing as bland as pretty faces |
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