Song | All the King's Friends |
Artist | Soul Asylum |
Album | And the Horse They Rode in On |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pirner | |
The papers read that the king is dead | |
The people said, what we need instead is to be on our own | |
But people, they do the strangest things | |
You never know what they might do when they are left alone | |
There's men without | |
Gods and Gods without men | |
And a spirit of which none of them can transcend | |
But something peculiar is happening | |
We should just be happy with just what we've got | |
And the problems should be too few to mention but they're not | |
Where can | |
I go for some information? | |
So tired of the big sensation | |
I need to know what's going on | |
Oh well you're the well-informed | |
Into your world which | |
I was born, my friend, here's to you | |
How would | |
I know if there was something wrong? | |
When the weak of heart out-survive the strong | |
The truth is almost always confidential | |
You never know just what you've got until it's gone | |
And your friends have never seemed so essential when you're wrong | |
Remarkably incredible, incredibly forgettable | |
I know this might sound strange, don't ever change | |
Amazingly unfaceable, entirely replaceable | |
There's nothing | |
I would rearrange, don't ever change | |
Out of luck, out of space, out of time, out of place | |
Don't try to save face my friend | |
There was a time and there was a place | |
For your face and for your race but it's been swept away |
zuo ci : Pirner | |
The papers read that the king is dead | |
The people said, what we need instead is to be on our own | |
But people, they do the strangest things | |
You never know what they might do when they are left alone | |
There' s men without | |
Gods and Gods without men | |
And a spirit of which none of them can transcend | |
But something peculiar is happening | |
We should just be happy with just what we' ve got | |
And the problems should be too few to mention but they' re not | |
Where can | |
I go for some information? | |
So tired of the big sensation | |
I need to know what' s going on | |
Oh well you' re the wellinformed | |
Into your world which | |
I was born, my friend, here' s to you | |
How would | |
I know if there was something wrong? | |
When the weak of heart outsurvive the strong | |
The truth is almost always confidential | |
You never know just what you' ve got until it' s gone | |
And your friends have never seemed so essential when you' re wrong | |
Remarkably incredible, incredibly forgettable | |
I know this might sound strange, don' t ever change | |
Amazingly unfaceable, entirely replaceable | |
There' s nothing | |
I would rearrange, don' t ever change | |
Out of luck, out of space, out of time, out of place | |
Don' t try to save face my friend | |
There was a time and there was a place | |
For your face and for your race but it' s been swept away |
zuò cí : Pirner | |
The papers read that the king is dead | |
The people said, what we need instead is to be on our own | |
But people, they do the strangest things | |
You never know what they might do when they are left alone | |
There' s men without | |
Gods and Gods without men | |
And a spirit of which none of them can transcend | |
But something peculiar is happening | |
We should just be happy with just what we' ve got | |
And the problems should be too few to mention but they' re not | |
Where can | |
I go for some information? | |
So tired of the big sensation | |
I need to know what' s going on | |
Oh well you' re the wellinformed | |
Into your world which | |
I was born, my friend, here' s to you | |
How would | |
I know if there was something wrong? | |
When the weak of heart outsurvive the strong | |
The truth is almost always confidential | |
You never know just what you' ve got until it' s gone | |
And your friends have never seemed so essential when you' re wrong | |
Remarkably incredible, incredibly forgettable | |
I know this might sound strange, don' t ever change | |
Amazingly unfaceable, entirely replaceable | |
There' s nothing | |
I would rearrange, don' t ever change | |
Out of luck, out of space, out of time, out of place | |
Don' t try to save face my friend | |
There was a time and there was a place | |
For your face and for your race but it' s been swept away |