Song | Untitled |
Artist | Suede |
Album | A New Morning |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Anderson, Oakes, Suede |
[00:30.77] | Will you be my lover? |
[00:32.79] | Will you be the one? |
[00:40.23] | Will you be like no other? |
[00:44.51] | For how long? |
[00:50.65] | Oh yes I'll be your wild flower |
[00:58.59] | Grown through the concrete |
[01:04.01] | And born to the backbeat of the stars |
[01:16.30] | And yes I'm just a stupid guy |
[01:24.24] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[01:30.39] | Dead-eyed at the drive-by |
[01:36.09] | In a car |
[01:44.06] | And like files on a windscreen |
[01:50.59] | And like insects in glue |
[01:57.77] | We could stick together |
[02:02.16] | If you wanted to |
[02:07.90] | And yes I'll be your wild flower |
[02:16.77] | Grown through the concrete street |
[02:21.45] | And born to the backbeat of the stars |
[02:33.66] | And yes I'm just a stupid guy |
[02:41.25] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[02:47.16] | Dead-eyed at the drive-by |
[02:53.43] | In a car |
[03:00.30] | Yeah just a stupid guy |
[03:06.66] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[03:12.99] | Dead-eyes at the drive-by |
[03:18.91] | In a car |
[04:02.35] | Sleeply head get out of bed |
[04:05.90] | The big bad world is calling |
[04:09.31] | Step in your shoes and ctach the new |
[04:13.86] | Morning it's morning |
[04:27.15] | Morning it's morning again |
[04:35.99] | Rub your eyes as nature sighs |
[04:40.09] | The population's yawning |
[04:44.46] | As you step in your shoes there's no much to do |
[04:54.13] | Morning it's morning |
[05:02.66] | Morning it's morning again |
[05:17.38] | And all around this cardboard town the cops are crawling |
[05:19.44] | The sirens screams and break your dreams |
[05:25.94] | It's morning |
[05:31.17] | It's morning |
[05:35.76] | It's morning |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Anderson, Oakes, Suede |
[00:30.77] | Will you be my lover? |
[00:32.79] | Will you be the one? |
[00:40.23] | Will you be like no other? |
[00:44.51] | For how long? |
[00:50.65] | Oh yes I' ll be your wild flower |
[00:58.59] | Grown through the concrete |
[01:04.01] | And born to the backbeat of the stars |
[01:16.30] | And yes I' m just a stupid guy |
[01:24.24] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[01:30.39] | Deadeyed at the driveby |
[01:36.09] | In a car |
[01:44.06] | And like files on a windscreen |
[01:50.59] | And like insects in glue |
[01:57.77] | We could stick together |
[02:02.16] | If you wanted to |
[02:07.90] | And yes I' ll be your wild flower |
[02:16.77] | Grown through the concrete street |
[02:21.45] | And born to the backbeat of the stars |
[02:33.66] | And yes I' m just a stupid guy |
[02:41.25] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[02:47.16] | Deadeyed at the driveby |
[02:53.43] | In a car |
[03:00.30] | Yeah just a stupid guy |
[03:06.66] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[03:12.99] | Deadeyes at the driveby |
[03:18.91] | In a car |
[04:02.35] | Sleeply head get out of bed |
[04:05.90] | The big bad world is calling |
[04:09.31] | Step in your shoes and ctach the new |
[04:13.86] | Morning it' s morning |
[04:27.15] | Morning it' s morning again |
[04:35.99] | Rub your eyes as nature sighs |
[04:40.09] | The population' s yawning |
[04:44.46] | As you step in your shoes there' s no much to do |
[04:54.13] | Morning it' s morning |
[05:02.66] | Morning it' s morning again |
[05:17.38] | And all around this cardboard town the cops are crawling |
[05:19.44] | The sirens screams and break your dreams |
[05:25.94] | It' s morning |
[05:31.17] | It' s morning |
[05:35.76] | It' s morning |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Anderson, Oakes, Suede |
[00:30.77] | Will you be my lover? |
[00:32.79] | Will you be the one? |
[00:40.23] | Will you be like no other? |
[00:44.51] | For how long? |
[00:50.65] | Oh yes I' ll be your wild flower |
[00:58.59] | Grown through the concrete |
[01:04.01] | And born to the backbeat of the stars |
[01:16.30] | And yes I' m just a stupid guy |
[01:24.24] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[01:30.39] | Deadeyed at the driveby |
[01:36.09] | In a car |
[01:44.06] | And like files on a windscreen |
[01:50.59] | And like insects in glue |
[01:57.77] | We could stick together |
[02:02.16] | If you wanted to |
[02:07.90] | And yes I' ll be your wild flower |
[02:16.77] | Grown through the concrete street |
[02:21.45] | And born to the backbeat of the stars |
[02:33.66] | And yes I' m just a stupid guy |
[02:41.25] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[02:47.16] | Deadeyed at the driveby |
[02:53.43] | In a car |
[03:00.30] | Yeah just a stupid guy |
[03:06.66] | Crushed like a butterfly |
[03:12.99] | Deadeyes at the driveby |
[03:18.91] | In a car |
[04:02.35] | Sleeply head get out of bed |
[04:05.90] | The big bad world is calling |
[04:09.31] | Step in your shoes and ctach the new |
[04:13.86] | Morning it' s morning |
[04:27.15] | Morning it' s morning again |
[04:35.99] | Rub your eyes as nature sighs |
[04:40.09] | The population' s yawning |
[04:44.46] | As you step in your shoes there' s no much to do |
[04:54.13] | Morning it' s morning |
[05:02.66] | Morning it' s morning again |
[05:17.38] | And all around this cardboard town the cops are crawling |
[05:19.44] | The sirens screams and break your dreams |
[05:25.94] | It' s morning |
[05:31.17] | It' s morning |
[05:35.76] | It' s morning |