Song | Teenage Viking |
Artist | The Lovely Sparrows |
Album | Bury the Cynics |
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作曲 : Jones | |
Pardon me sayin' | |
I thought you were a Viking | |
I thought you were a Viking | |
From the way you split | |
I thought you were a mystic | |
And I was taken mistaking romance | |
For wanderlust | |
I'm no soothsayer | |
I don't speak in tongues | |
I don't say these things | |
To make you run, run, run | |
A parliament of owls | |
Had seen this coming | |
Took you for a field mouse | |
When they spied you running | |
Crying save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip | |
Is there any real magic | |
Is there any real magic | |
Temporal wizards | |
Paint pastoral pictures | |
To lure you in | |
I put my hand up to the screen | |
Again, and again, and again | |
Save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip | |
Save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip |
zuo qu : Jones | |
Pardon me sayin' | |
I thought you were a Viking | |
I thought you were a Viking | |
From the way you split | |
I thought you were a mystic | |
And I was taken mistaking romance | |
For wanderlust | |
I' m no soothsayer | |
I don' t speak in tongues | |
I don' t say these things | |
To make you run, run, run | |
A parliament of owls | |
Had seen this coming | |
Took you for a field mouse | |
When they spied you running | |
Crying save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip | |
Is there any real magic | |
Is there any real magic | |
Temporal wizards | |
Paint pastoral pictures | |
To lure you in | |
I put my hand up to the screen | |
Again, and again, and again | |
Save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip | |
Save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip |
zuò qǔ : Jones | |
Pardon me sayin' | |
I thought you were a Viking | |
I thought you were a Viking | |
From the way you split | |
I thought you were a mystic | |
And I was taken mistaking romance | |
For wanderlust | |
I' m no soothsayer | |
I don' t speak in tongues | |
I don' t say these things | |
To make you run, run, run | |
A parliament of owls | |
Had seen this coming | |
Took you for a field mouse | |
When they spied you running | |
Crying save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip | |
Is there any real magic | |
Is there any real magic | |
Temporal wizards | |
Paint pastoral pictures | |
To lure you in | |
I put my hand up to the screen | |
Again, and again, and again | |
Save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip | |
Save me | |
From the fires | |
That I have lit | |
Oh it was exciting | |
But it stung like the whip |