Operetta Lyrics
| Song | Operetta |
| Artist | The Church |
| Album | Untitled #23 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kilbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
| A song about you | |
| You're in a song | |
| Are you good or evil | |
| Or just right or wrong | |
| Where's the boys all dressed in green | |
| In the gap that lies between | |
| Where's the girls all dressed in white | |
| In the deep heart of the night | |
| Where's the men all dressed in black | |
| None are ever coming back | |
| Where's the men all dressed in black | |
| Where's the ladies dressed in red | |
| All are dancing with the dead | |
| Song about you | |
| Just a song | |
| Are you stranger still | |
| Or do you belong | |
| Life is short (phosphorescent rim of the sun) | |
| So don't be long (turn to face it as the comets come) | |
| Use your free will (a cloudy blanket, a moving storm) | |
| Or get trapped in a song (as love thaws) | |
| In summertime | |
| Umbrella trees down by the sea | |
| Limbs like men to bend low | |
| You turn and you see me | |
| Music plays | |
| Space between the notes full of haze | |
| Piano, drums and trumpets | |
| Just like the old days | |
| A song about you | |
| You're in a song | |
| Are you good or evil | |
| Or just right or wrong | |
| In summertime | |
| Picking up an insistent distant beat | |
| Beachcomber come home now | |
| Come in from the heat | |
| Interweaving leaves (where's the men all dressed in black) | |
| Once she was a skeptic, twice she believes (none are ever coming back) | |
| The wind that thinned and skinned us (where's the ladies dressed in red) | |
| Underneath (all are dancing with the dead)(Where's the boys all dressed in greenIn the gap that lies betweenWhere's the girls all dressed in whiteIn the deep heart of the nightWhere's the men all dressed in blackNone are ever coming backWhere's the ladies dressed in redAll are dancing with the dead) |
| zuo qu : Kilbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
| A song about you | |
| You' re in a song | |
| Are you good or evil | |
| Or just right or wrong | |
| Where' s the boys all dressed in green | |
| In the gap that lies between | |
| Where' s the girls all dressed in white | |
| In the deep heart of the night | |
| Where' s the men all dressed in black | |
| None are ever coming back | |
| Where' s the men all dressed in black | |
| Where' s the ladies dressed in red | |
| All are dancing with the dead | |
| Song about you | |
| Just a song | |
| Are you stranger still | |
| Or do you belong | |
| Life is short phosphorescent rim of the sun | |
| So don' t be long turn to face it as the comets come | |
| Use your free will a cloudy blanket, a moving storm | |
| Or get trapped in a song as love thaws | |
| In summertime | |
| Umbrella trees down by the sea | |
| Limbs like men to bend low | |
| You turn and you see me | |
| Music plays | |
| Space between the notes full of haze | |
| Piano, drums and trumpets | |
| Just like the old days | |
| A song about you | |
| You' re in a song | |
| Are you good or evil | |
| Or just right or wrong | |
| In summertime | |
| Picking up an insistent distant beat | |
| Beachcomber come home now | |
| Come in from the heat | |
| Interweaving leaves where' s the men all dressed in black | |
| Once she was a skeptic, twice she believes none are ever coming back | |
| The wind that thinned and skinned us where' s the ladies dressed in red | |
| Underneath all are dancing with the dead Where' s the boys all dressed in greenIn the gap that lies betweenWhere' s the girls all dressed in whiteIn the deep heart of the nightWhere' s the men all dressed in blackNone are ever coming backWhere' s the ladies dressed in redAll are dancing with the dead |
| zuò qǔ : Kilbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
| A song about you | |
| You' re in a song | |
| Are you good or evil | |
| Or just right or wrong | |
| Where' s the boys all dressed in green | |
| In the gap that lies between | |
| Where' s the girls all dressed in white | |
| In the deep heart of the night | |
| Where' s the men all dressed in black | |
| None are ever coming back | |
| Where' s the men all dressed in black | |
| Where' s the ladies dressed in red | |
| All are dancing with the dead | |
| Song about you | |
| Just a song | |
| Are you stranger still | |
| Or do you belong | |
| Life is short phosphorescent rim of the sun | |
| So don' t be long turn to face it as the comets come | |
| Use your free will a cloudy blanket, a moving storm | |
| Or get trapped in a song as love thaws | |
| In summertime | |
| Umbrella trees down by the sea | |
| Limbs like men to bend low | |
| You turn and you see me | |
| Music plays | |
| Space between the notes full of haze | |
| Piano, drums and trumpets | |
| Just like the old days | |
| A song about you | |
| You' re in a song | |
| Are you good or evil | |
| Or just right or wrong | |
| In summertime | |
| Picking up an insistent distant beat | |
| Beachcomber come home now | |
| Come in from the heat | |
| Interweaving leaves where' s the men all dressed in black | |
| Once she was a skeptic, twice she believes none are ever coming back | |
| The wind that thinned and skinned us where' s the ladies dressed in red | |
| Underneath all are dancing with the dead Where' s the boys all dressed in greenIn the gap that lies betweenWhere' s the girls all dressed in whiteIn the deep heart of the nightWhere' s the men all dressed in blackNone are ever coming backWhere' s the ladies dressed in redAll are dancing with the dead |
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