Song | Bad Beauty |
Artist | Rob Dickinson |
Album | Fresh Wine for the Horses |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dickinson | |
A distant fate, comes my way | |
Before my day is done | |
Upon my back, the earth is strapped | |
It's blocking out the sun | |
Come on come on come on | |
Lay down those things you feel | |
Before the race is run | |
My hold on you will heal | |
Some solace in this town you have become | |
A goddess in this tow for everyone | |
So lay me down | |
Your bad bad beauty | |
Lay me down | |
With some of your bad bady beauty | |
Upon my shirt the dirty work | |
Of tunnels through my dreams | |
Upon my back the earth is strapped | |
A punishment for me | |
Come on come on come on | |
Lay down those things you feel | |
Before the race is run | |
Let down your guard and shield | |
And lay me down your bad bad beauty | |
Lay me down | |
With some of your bad bad beauty | |
You think you'd have your arms wide open | |
You think you'd take the chance to stow your ways of old | |
Your ways of old | |
Your destination reached | |
But you lay me down | |
You lay me down | |
You lay me down | |
With some of your bad bad beauty |
zuo qu : Dickinson | |
A distant fate, comes my way | |
Before my day is done | |
Upon my back, the earth is strapped | |
It' s blocking out the sun | |
Come on come on come on | |
Lay down those things you feel | |
Before the race is run | |
My hold on you will heal | |
Some solace in this town you have become | |
A goddess in this tow for everyone | |
So lay me down | |
Your bad bad beauty | |
Lay me down | |
With some of your bad bady beauty | |
Upon my shirt the dirty work | |
Of tunnels through my dreams | |
Upon my back the earth is strapped | |
A punishment for me | |
Come on come on come on | |
Lay down those things you feel | |
Before the race is run | |
Let down your guard and shield | |
And lay me down your bad bad beauty | |
Lay me down | |
With some of your bad bad beauty | |
You think you' d have your arms wide open | |
You think you' d take the chance to stow your ways of old | |
Your ways of old | |
Your destination reached | |
But you lay me down | |
You lay me down | |
You lay me down | |
With some of your bad bad beauty |
zuò qǔ : Dickinson | |
A distant fate, comes my way | |
Before my day is done | |
Upon my back, the earth is strapped | |
It' s blocking out the sun | |
Come on come on come on | |
Lay down those things you feel | |
Before the race is run | |
My hold on you will heal | |
Some solace in this town you have become | |
A goddess in this tow for everyone | |
So lay me down | |
Your bad bad beauty | |
Lay me down | |
With some of your bad bady beauty | |
Upon my shirt the dirty work | |
Of tunnels through my dreams | |
Upon my back the earth is strapped | |
A punishment for me | |
Come on come on come on | |
Lay down those things you feel | |
Before the race is run | |
Let down your guard and shield | |
And lay me down your bad bad beauty | |
Lay me down | |
With some of your bad bad beauty | |
You think you' d have your arms wide open | |
You think you' d take the chance to stow your ways of old | |
Your ways of old | |
Your destination reached | |
But you lay me down | |
You lay me down | |
You lay me down | |
With some of your bad bad beauty |