Song | Singing Rule Britannia (While the Walls Close In) |
Artist | The Chameleons |
Album | What Does Anything Mean? Basically |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Burgess, Chameleons UK | |
A prisoner of my paradox | |
Heaven or hell | |
Pacing up and down my cage | |
Too soon to tell | |
What a suffocating state to be | |
Working class heroes | |
Mean nothing to me | |
I'm a working class zero | |
Chained to the tree of life | |
A dangerous thing to be | |
And now the baby needs to grow | |
But the mother is crazy | |
What lies behind the mask | |
Behind the wave and the smile | |
Your appearance is deceptive | |
Sweet crocodile | |
What a fascinating thing to see | |
Revealing all your secrets | |
You'd better beware | |
Revealing all your secrets | |
You wouldn't dare | |
Reveal yourself to me | |
Would you? | |
It must have been like this before | |
But my memory's hazy | |
So I'll stand in line | |
Three million desperados | |
There's hope for me | |
But for some the story's different | |
They'll stand in line | |
They'll bide their time | |
Waiting for a sign | |
Counting out the time | |
Clever clever creatures | |
Death in your kiss | |
Playing with the future | |
In innocent bliss | |
What a suffocating state to be | |
But what a fascinating thing to see |
zuo ci : Burgess, Chameleons UK | |
A prisoner of my paradox | |
Heaven or hell | |
Pacing up and down my cage | |
Too soon to tell | |
What a suffocating state to be | |
Working class heroes | |
Mean nothing to me | |
I' m a working class zero | |
Chained to the tree of life | |
A dangerous thing to be | |
And now the baby needs to grow | |
But the mother is crazy | |
What lies behind the mask | |
Behind the wave and the smile | |
Your appearance is deceptive | |
Sweet crocodile | |
What a fascinating thing to see | |
Revealing all your secrets | |
You' d better beware | |
Revealing all your secrets | |
You wouldn' t dare | |
Reveal yourself to me | |
Would you? | |
It must have been like this before | |
But my memory' s hazy | |
So I' ll stand in line | |
Three million desperados | |
There' s hope for me | |
But for some the story' s different | |
They' ll stand in line | |
They' ll bide their time | |
Waiting for a sign | |
Counting out the time | |
Clever clever creatures | |
Death in your kiss | |
Playing with the future | |
In innocent bliss | |
What a suffocating state to be | |
But what a fascinating thing to see |
zuò cí : Burgess, Chameleons UK | |
A prisoner of my paradox | |
Heaven or hell | |
Pacing up and down my cage | |
Too soon to tell | |
What a suffocating state to be | |
Working class heroes | |
Mean nothing to me | |
I' m a working class zero | |
Chained to the tree of life | |
A dangerous thing to be | |
And now the baby needs to grow | |
But the mother is crazy | |
What lies behind the mask | |
Behind the wave and the smile | |
Your appearance is deceptive | |
Sweet crocodile | |
What a fascinating thing to see | |
Revealing all your secrets | |
You' d better beware | |
Revealing all your secrets | |
You wouldn' t dare | |
Reveal yourself to me | |
Would you? | |
It must have been like this before | |
But my memory' s hazy | |
So I' ll stand in line | |
Three million desperados | |
There' s hope for me | |
But for some the story' s different | |
They' ll stand in line | |
They' ll bide their time | |
Waiting for a sign | |
Counting out the time | |
Clever clever creatures | |
Death in your kiss | |
Playing with the future | |
In innocent bliss | |
What a suffocating state to be | |
But what a fascinating thing to see |