Song | Casablanca Moon |
Artist | Slapp Happy |
Album | Casablanca Moon |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Blegvad, Moore |
[00:17.72] | He used to wear fedoras |
[00:19.66] | Now he sports a fez |
[00:20.83] | There's cabalistic innuendoes |
[00:23.34] | In everything he says |
[00:25.52] | Sucking at a cigarette |
[00:27.13] | Picking up a thread |
[00:29.42] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[00:33.07] | He lurks behind a paper |
[00:34.93] | In the shadow of a mosque |
[00:37.20] | He can't count all the continents |
[00:39.92] | He's crossed |
[00:41.16] | Trailing party-members leaving |
[00:43.21] | Footprints in the frost |
[00:44.74] | Underneath the Acnalbasac Moom |
[00:48.87] | His cover was broken somewhere |
[00:51.44] | In Hoboken the man said his |
[00:54.09] | Case was lost |
[00:56.07] | He was sent to the Orient |
[00:59.94] | A double agent double crossed |
[01:03.39] | There's a cocaine stain on his moustache |
[01:07.30] | The pieces of his puzzle just don't join |
[01:11.48] | People in high places want to stamp his |
[01:14.09] | Many faces on a trans-caucasian coin |
[01:18.82] | He'd better watch his step 'cause sooner or |
[01:21.62] | Later they'll find his headless body in |
[01:24.24] | A ventilator |
[01:29.83] | Lines of sweat like tinsel start to smart his eyes |
[01:33.43] | Neurosis seeps like cement through the cracks in his disguise |
[01:37.20] | In a dark bordello he cracked a mirror with his cries |
[01:41.18] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[01:44.90] | Yesterday evening he finally lost his mind |
[01:48.49] | The walls fell in all mankind |
[01:52.42] | Was standing before him all raising their hands |
[01:55.55] | In a significant gesture which he didn't understand |
[01:59.95] | His cover was broken somewhere |
[02:02.54] | In Hoboken the man said his |
[02:05.13] | Case was lost |
[02:07.36] | He was sent to the Orient |
[02:10.94] | A double agent double crossed |
[02:14.74] | He used to wear fedoras |
[02:16.65] | Now he sports a fez |
[02:18.60] | There's cabalistic innuendoes |
[02:20.49] | In everything he says |
[02:22.22] | Sucking at a cigarette |
[02:24.00] | Picking up a thread |
[02:26.10] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[02:29.91] | He'd better watch his step 'cause sooner or |
[02:32.77] | Later they'll find his headless body in |
[02:35.70] | A ventilator |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Blegvad, Moore |
[00:17.72] | He used to wear fedoras |
[00:19.66] | Now he sports a fez |
[00:20.83] | There' s cabalistic innuendoes |
[00:23.34] | In everything he says |
[00:25.52] | Sucking at a cigarette |
[00:27.13] | Picking up a thread |
[00:29.42] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[00:33.07] | He lurks behind a paper |
[00:34.93] | In the shadow of a mosque |
[00:37.20] | He can' t count all the continents |
[00:39.92] | He' s crossed |
[00:41.16] | Trailing partymembers leaving |
[00:43.21] | Footprints in the frost |
[00:44.74] | Underneath the Acnalbasac Moom |
[00:48.87] | His cover was broken somewhere |
[00:51.44] | In Hoboken the man said his |
[00:54.09] | Case was lost |
[00:56.07] | He was sent to the Orient |
[00:59.94] | A double agent double crossed |
[01:03.39] | There' s a cocaine stain on his moustache |
[01:07.30] | The pieces of his puzzle just don' t join |
[01:11.48] | People in high places want to stamp his |
[01:14.09] | Many faces on a transcaucasian coin |
[01:18.82] | He' d better watch his step ' cause sooner or |
[01:21.62] | Later they' ll find his headless body in |
[01:24.24] | A ventilator |
[01:29.83] | Lines of sweat like tinsel start to smart his eyes |
[01:33.43] | Neurosis seeps like cement through the cracks in his disguise |
[01:37.20] | In a dark bordello he cracked a mirror with his cries |
[01:41.18] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[01:44.90] | Yesterday evening he finally lost his mind |
[01:48.49] | The walls fell in all mankind |
[01:52.42] | Was standing before him all raising their hands |
[01:55.55] | In a significant gesture which he didn' t understand |
[01:59.95] | His cover was broken somewhere |
[02:02.54] | In Hoboken the man said his |
[02:05.13] | Case was lost |
[02:07.36] | He was sent to the Orient |
[02:10.94] | A double agent double crossed |
[02:14.74] | He used to wear fedoras |
[02:16.65] | Now he sports a fez |
[02:18.60] | There' s cabalistic innuendoes |
[02:20.49] | In everything he says |
[02:22.22] | Sucking at a cigarette |
[02:24.00] | Picking up a thread |
[02:26.10] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[02:29.91] | He' d better watch his step ' cause sooner or |
[02:32.77] | Later they' ll find his headless body in |
[02:35.70] | A ventilator |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Blegvad, Moore |
[00:17.72] | He used to wear fedoras |
[00:19.66] | Now he sports a fez |
[00:20.83] | There' s cabalistic innuendoes |
[00:23.34] | In everything he says |
[00:25.52] | Sucking at a cigarette |
[00:27.13] | Picking up a thread |
[00:29.42] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[00:33.07] | He lurks behind a paper |
[00:34.93] | In the shadow of a mosque |
[00:37.20] | He can' t count all the continents |
[00:39.92] | He' s crossed |
[00:41.16] | Trailing partymembers leaving |
[00:43.21] | Footprints in the frost |
[00:44.74] | Underneath the Acnalbasac Moom |
[00:48.87] | His cover was broken somewhere |
[00:51.44] | In Hoboken the man said his |
[00:54.09] | Case was lost |
[00:56.07] | He was sent to the Orient |
[00:59.94] | A double agent double crossed |
[01:03.39] | There' s a cocaine stain on his moustache |
[01:07.30] | The pieces of his puzzle just don' t join |
[01:11.48] | People in high places want to stamp his |
[01:14.09] | Many faces on a transcaucasian coin |
[01:18.82] | He' d better watch his step ' cause sooner or |
[01:21.62] | Later they' ll find his headless body in |
[01:24.24] | A ventilator |
[01:29.83] | Lines of sweat like tinsel start to smart his eyes |
[01:33.43] | Neurosis seeps like cement through the cracks in his disguise |
[01:37.20] | In a dark bordello he cracked a mirror with his cries |
[01:41.18] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[01:44.90] | Yesterday evening he finally lost his mind |
[01:48.49] | The walls fell in all mankind |
[01:52.42] | Was standing before him all raising their hands |
[01:55.55] | In a significant gesture which he didn' t understand |
[01:59.95] | His cover was broken somewhere |
[02:02.54] | In Hoboken the man said his |
[02:05.13] | Case was lost |
[02:07.36] | He was sent to the Orient |
[02:10.94] | A double agent double crossed |
[02:14.74] | He used to wear fedoras |
[02:16.65] | Now he sports a fez |
[02:18.60] | There' s cabalistic innuendoes |
[02:20.49] | In everything he says |
[02:22.22] | Sucking at a cigarette |
[02:24.00] | Picking up a thread |
[02:26.10] | Underneath the Casablanca Moon |
[02:29.91] | He' d better watch his step ' cause sooner or |
[02:32.77] | Later they' ll find his headless body in |
[02:35.70] | A ventilator |