Song | Wind Him Up |
Artist | Saga |
Album | Worlds Apart |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Crichton, Saga | |
Aldo's standing at his table | |
And he's wondering if he's able | |
To pick the number right this time | |
He watches as the wheel stops spinning | |
Sees the number that is winning | |
As he reaches for his glass of wine | |
Once he starts it's hard to stop | |
He's keepin'up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
Be sure you don't step in his way | |
He'll keep those numbers rolling | |
This may be his last day. | |
As all the bets are taken | |
Aldo lights a smoke, he's shakin' | |
From carnation right to the ground | |
He knows tonight holds one last chance 'n gives the wheel a final glance | |
Slippery fingers drop the money down | |
Once he starts it's hard to stop | |
He's keepin'up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
And as he leaves the table, [Female voice: "...better luck today?"] | |
You can rest assured | |
He's comin' back to try again | |
Wind him up, he can't stop | |
He's wound up tight just like the clock | |
That's winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can't stop | |
He keeps on going 'round the clock | |
He's winding his second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he won't stop | |
He's wound up tight just like the clock | |
That's winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he won't stop | |
He keeps on going 'round the clock | |
That's winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can't stop | |
He's wound up tight just like the clock | |
That's winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can't stop | |
He keeps on going 'round the clock | |
He's winding his second hand- |
zuo qu : Crichton, Saga | |
Aldo' s standing at his table | |
And he' s wondering if he' s able | |
To pick the number right this time | |
He watches as the wheel stops spinning | |
Sees the number that is winning | |
As he reaches for his glass of wine | |
Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
Be sure you don' t step in his way | |
He' ll keep those numbers rolling | |
This may be his last day. | |
As all the bets are taken | |
Aldo lights a smoke, he' s shakin' | |
From carnation right to the ground | |
He knows tonight holds one last chance ' n gives the wheel a final glance | |
Slippery fingers drop the money down | |
Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
And as he leaves the table, Female voice: "... better luck today?" | |
You can rest assured | |
He' s comin' back to try again | |
Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
He' s winding his second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
He' s winding his second hand |
zuò qǔ : Crichton, Saga | |
Aldo' s standing at his table | |
And he' s wondering if he' s able | |
To pick the number right this time | |
He watches as the wheel stops spinning | |
Sees the number that is winning | |
As he reaches for his glass of wine | |
Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
Be sure you don' t step in his way | |
He' ll keep those numbers rolling | |
This may be his last day. | |
As all the bets are taken | |
Aldo lights a smoke, he' s shakin' | |
From carnation right to the ground | |
He knows tonight holds one last chance ' n gives the wheel a final glance | |
Slippery fingers drop the money down | |
Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
And as he leaves the table, Female voice: "... better luck today?" | |
You can rest assured | |
He' s comin' back to try again | |
Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
He' s winding his second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
That' s winding its second hand | |
Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
He' s winding his second hand |