作词 : Schriever, Wieczorke | |
One day when you wake up in the morning | |
You'll never forget that day | |
You feel that there is something in the air | |
You'd never seen before | |
Something tough, something yellow | |
And your lungs begin to melt | |
During chimneys smoking everywhere | |
And you break down in the street | |
You hear the voice of your president | |
We must do something against the smog |
zuo ci : Schriever, Wieczorke | |
One day when you wake up in the morning | |
You' ll never forget that day | |
You feel that there is something in the air | |
You' d never seen before | |
Something tough, something yellow | |
And your lungs begin to melt | |
During chimneys smoking everywhere | |
And you break down in the street | |
You hear the voice of your president | |
We must do something against the smog |
zuò cí : Schriever, Wieczorke | |
One day when you wake up in the morning | |
You' ll never forget that day | |
You feel that there is something in the air | |
You' d never seen before | |
Something tough, something yellow | |
And your lungs begin to melt | |
During chimneys smoking everywhere | |
And you break down in the street | |
You hear the voice of your president | |
We must do something against the smog |