Song | Freetime |
Artist | The Trash Can Sinatras |
Album | Fez: Acoustic Performances From New York City |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Trash Can Sinatras | |
Oh my lucky number's been rolling all summer | |
And when the sun shines, i celebrate | |
The beauty in life - it's my duty in life | |
'cause the rhythm of change | |
Will carry on beating | |
I'll take these blue skies, however fleeting | |
It might be too late tomorrow... | |
Sometimes i get into it | |
But others, i can't stand the waiting - | |
Freetime | |
So long afternoons would go up in balloons | |
As we killed our time just watching it die | |
Your father, my son, he'd turn in his urn | |
And sometimes i get into it | |
But others, i can't stand to waste it - | |
Freetime | |
Allowing for some change, i'll carry on mundane | |
Around the corner, await simple pleasures | |
My beautiful wife in her beautiful life | |
To the rhythm of change we'll carry on walking | |
The hills of glenrosa stand in our future | |
There's beauty in life | |
Yes there's beauty in life |
zuo ci : Trash Can Sinatras | |
Oh my lucky number' s been rolling all summer | |
And when the sun shines, i celebrate | |
The beauty in life it' s my duty in life | |
' cause the rhythm of change | |
Will carry on beating | |
I' ll take these blue skies, however fleeting | |
It might be too late tomorrow... | |
Sometimes i get into it | |
But others, i can' t stand the waiting | |
Freetime | |
So long afternoons would go up in balloons | |
As we killed our time just watching it die | |
Your father, my son, he' d turn in his urn | |
And sometimes i get into it | |
But others, i can' t stand to waste it | |
Freetime | |
Allowing for some change, i' ll carry on mundane | |
Around the corner, await simple pleasures | |
My beautiful wife in her beautiful life | |
To the rhythm of change we' ll carry on walking | |
The hills of glenrosa stand in our future | |
There' s beauty in life | |
Yes there' s beauty in life |
zuò cí : Trash Can Sinatras | |
Oh my lucky number' s been rolling all summer | |
And when the sun shines, i celebrate | |
The beauty in life it' s my duty in life | |
' cause the rhythm of change | |
Will carry on beating | |
I' ll take these blue skies, however fleeting | |
It might be too late tomorrow... | |
Sometimes i get into it | |
But others, i can' t stand the waiting | |
Freetime | |
So long afternoons would go up in balloons | |
As we killed our time just watching it die | |
Your father, my son, he' d turn in his urn | |
And sometimes i get into it | |
But others, i can' t stand to waste it | |
Freetime | |
Allowing for some change, i' ll carry on mundane | |
Around the corner, await simple pleasures | |
My beautiful wife in her beautiful life | |
To the rhythm of change we' ll carry on walking | |
The hills of glenrosa stand in our future | |
There' s beauty in life | |
Yes there' s beauty in life |