作曲 : Power, Skelly | |
Pretty pendant descendant of joy | |
Return the father to the boy | |
Resent your past, repent at last | |
We are only lines on a map | |
Calendars oooooh and clocks oooooh and hickory docks | |
Find a feeling that feels okay | |
Find another to blow it away | |
Who are you and who am I | |
Please don't ask me I'll break down and cry | |
Calendars ooooh and clocks ooooh and hickory docks | |
There's nothing more than the seashells on the sea shore | |
Nothing more than the church bell that rings no more | |
Nothing more than the scenes behind a closed door | |
Nothing more than the rich and penniless poor | |
Nothing more no nothing more | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) | |
Yeah | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) |
zuo qu : Power, Skelly | |
Pretty pendant descendant of joy | |
Return the father to the boy | |
Resent your past, repent at last | |
We are only lines on a map | |
Calendars oooooh and clocks oooooh and hickory docks | |
Find a feeling that feels okay | |
Find another to blow it away | |
Who are you and who am I | |
Please don' t ask me I' ll break down and cry | |
Calendars ooooh and clocks ooooh and hickory docks | |
There' s nothing more than the seashells on the sea shore | |
Nothing more than the church bell that rings no more | |
Nothing more than the scenes behind a closed door | |
Nothing more than the rich and penniless poor | |
Nothing more no nothing more | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks tick tock | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks tick tock | |
Yeah | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks tick tock |
zuò qǔ : Power, Skelly | |
Pretty pendant descendant of joy | |
Return the father to the boy | |
Resent your past, repent at last | |
We are only lines on a map | |
Calendars oooooh and clocks oooooh and hickory docks | |
Find a feeling that feels okay | |
Find another to blow it away | |
Who are you and who am I | |
Please don' t ask me I' ll break down and cry | |
Calendars ooooh and clocks ooooh and hickory docks | |
There' s nothing more than the seashells on the sea shore | |
Nothing more than the church bell that rings no more | |
Nothing more than the scenes behind a closed door | |
Nothing more than the rich and penniless poor | |
Nothing more no nothing more | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks tick tock | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks tick tock | |
Yeah | |
Calendars Clocks and hickory docks tick tock |