Song | Rene, Your Country |
Artist | The Lovely Sparrows |
Album | Bury the Cynics |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Jones | |
Let them come by horse | |
Let them come by train | |
Let them send the army for the ghost of the plane | |
Singing, cheer up, cheer up, cheer up | |
Let them say these things | |
The lovers let us down | |
So we tore off their wings and ran them from town | |
Singing, chin up, chin up, chin up | |
You were right out in reign when you met me | |
I opened your eyes or you never should have let me | |
Trade all those memories for this cheap pair of wings | |
I've held them together with wire and strings | |
Some hearts crick like shut-ins | |
Yours is sported up real tight | |
I'm sure it's just out for cold | |
Sure, it's just out for light | |
Oh, you've thrown me to the wolves | |
You've thrown me to the wolves | |
Let them come by horse | |
Let them come by train | |
Let them send the army for the ghost of the plane | |
Singing, cheer up, cheer up |
zuo qu : Jones | |
Let them come by horse | |
Let them come by train | |
Let them send the army for the ghost of the plane | |
Singing, cheer up, cheer up, cheer up | |
Let them say these things | |
The lovers let us down | |
So we tore off their wings and ran them from town | |
Singing, chin up, chin up, chin up | |
You were right out in reign when you met me | |
I opened your eyes or you never should have let me | |
Trade all those memories for this cheap pair of wings | |
I' ve held them together with wire and strings | |
Some hearts crick like shutins | |
Yours is sported up real tight | |
I' m sure it' s just out for cold | |
Sure, it' s just out for light | |
Oh, you' ve thrown me to the wolves | |
You' ve thrown me to the wolves | |
Let them come by horse | |
Let them come by train | |
Let them send the army for the ghost of the plane | |
Singing, cheer up, cheer up |
zuò qǔ : Jones | |
Let them come by horse | |
Let them come by train | |
Let them send the army for the ghost of the plane | |
Singing, cheer up, cheer up, cheer up | |
Let them say these things | |
The lovers let us down | |
So we tore off their wings and ran them from town | |
Singing, chin up, chin up, chin up | |
You were right out in reign when you met me | |
I opened your eyes or you never should have let me | |
Trade all those memories for this cheap pair of wings | |
I' ve held them together with wire and strings | |
Some hearts crick like shutins | |
Yours is sported up real tight | |
I' m sure it' s just out for cold | |
Sure, it' s just out for light | |
Oh, you' ve thrown me to the wolves | |
You' ve thrown me to the wolves | |
Let them come by horse | |
Let them come by train | |
Let them send the army for the ghost of the plane | |
Singing, cheer up, cheer up |