Song | The Third World in the U.K. |
Artist | Pendragon |
Album | Fallen Dreams & Angels |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Barrett | |
Tijuana brass on a sunny day | |
It's only one hours drive from LA | |
Crying on the doorstep of the UK | |
Screaming to the world let me in | |
or can you let me out? | |
A burning car in a cul de sac | |
Jeering youths like a Zulu war | |
It's ok as long as we stay in a pack | |
Tearing up a carriage on a railroad track | |
We carry the flag and the tools of the trade | |
You can't buy these they're mostly home made | |
VW badges torn out as souvenirs | |
Gonna shrink them put them | |
on a stick outside my door | |
Oh wonderful world | |
There's well known politician | |
In a doorway sitting with an out stretched hand | |
Thought he had a dream for the nation | |
But tried too hard to be king of this land | |
He was gonna plug their lives back in | |
With a single stroke of his hand | |
Rap trap rat race now they throw it in your face | |
Hey buddy can you spare us a dime? | |
So have your head and join the masses | |
Don't know why but it's the thing to do | |
And if one brave soul stands up to be counted | |
Then we can all stand up and be counted too | |
Anger dripping onto your cheek | |
How can the human race be so weak? | |
Metropolis economy laughing at monogamy | |
All ending in tears | |
And one big bang | |
I've had too much to drink | |
I've had too much to smoke | |
Now reality just a pantomime distorted into one big haze | |
Comatose and blinded | |
I'll get round to doing something one of these days |
zuo ci : Barrett | |
Tijuana brass on a sunny day | |
It' s only one hours drive from LA | |
Crying on the doorstep of the UK | |
Screaming to the world let me in | |
or can you let me out? | |
A burning car in a cul de sac | |
Jeering youths like a Zulu war | |
It' s ok as long as we stay in a pack | |
Tearing up a carriage on a railroad track | |
We carry the flag and the tools of the trade | |
You can' t buy these they' re mostly home made | |
VW badges torn out as souvenirs | |
Gonna shrink them put them | |
on a stick outside my door | |
Oh wonderful world | |
There' s well known politician | |
In a doorway sitting with an out stretched hand | |
Thought he had a dream for the nation | |
But tried too hard to be king of this land | |
He was gonna plug their lives back in | |
With a single stroke of his hand | |
Rap trap rat race now they throw it in your face | |
Hey buddy can you spare us a dime? | |
So have your head and join the masses | |
Don' t know why but it' s the thing to do | |
And if one brave soul stands up to be counted | |
Then we can all stand up and be counted too | |
Anger dripping onto your cheek | |
How can the human race be so weak? | |
Metropolis economy laughing at monogamy | |
All ending in tears | |
And one big bang | |
I' ve had too much to drink | |
I' ve had too much to smoke | |
Now reality just a pantomime distorted into one big haze | |
Comatose and blinded | |
I' ll get round to doing something one of these days |
zuò cí : Barrett | |
Tijuana brass on a sunny day | |
It' s only one hours drive from LA | |
Crying on the doorstep of the UK | |
Screaming to the world let me in | |
or can you let me out? | |
A burning car in a cul de sac | |
Jeering youths like a Zulu war | |
It' s ok as long as we stay in a pack | |
Tearing up a carriage on a railroad track | |
We carry the flag and the tools of the trade | |
You can' t buy these they' re mostly home made | |
VW badges torn out as souvenirs | |
Gonna shrink them put them | |
on a stick outside my door | |
Oh wonderful world | |
There' s well known politician | |
In a doorway sitting with an out stretched hand | |
Thought he had a dream for the nation | |
But tried too hard to be king of this land | |
He was gonna plug their lives back in | |
With a single stroke of his hand | |
Rap trap rat race now they throw it in your face | |
Hey buddy can you spare us a dime? | |
So have your head and join the masses | |
Don' t know why but it' s the thing to do | |
And if one brave soul stands up to be counted | |
Then we can all stand up and be counted too | |
Anger dripping onto your cheek | |
How can the human race be so weak? | |
Metropolis economy laughing at monogamy | |
All ending in tears | |
And one big bang | |
I' ve had too much to drink | |
I' ve had too much to smoke | |
Now reality just a pantomime distorted into one big haze | |
Comatose and blinded | |
I' ll get round to doing something one of these days |