Song | This Is How the World Will End |
Artist | The Elms |
Album | The Great American Midrange |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
When the dollar made with blood is spent, | |
When an enemy can't become a friend. | |
When the better man won't lend a hand, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
When a day of hope is a rarity, | |
Or a diplomat hasn't time to see | |
That a child lost is a true offense, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
Bring a chair up to the table. | |
Bring a message to the crowd. | |
Where's a common trust to deliver us from the wretched and the proud? | |
Sing a tune about the promise. | |
Speak on that which we depend. | |
And if a certain light don't shine again, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
When the poorest kid is fending for himself, | |
Or the widow cries, but she gets no help. | |
When we know what's true, but we still pretend, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
Bring a chair up to the table. | |
Bring a message to the crowd. | |
Where's a common trust to deliver us from the wretched and the proud? | |
Sing a tune about the promise. | |
Speak on that which we depend. | |
Now let that certain light come shinin' then, | |
Baby, we could change the world again. | |
But if that certain light don't shine again, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. |
zuo qu : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
When the dollar made with blood is spent, | |
When an enemy can' t become a friend. | |
When the better man won' t lend a hand, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
When a day of hope is a rarity, | |
Or a diplomat hasn' t time to see | |
That a child lost is a true offense, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
Bring a chair up to the table. | |
Bring a message to the crowd. | |
Where' s a common trust to deliver us from the wretched and the proud? | |
Sing a tune about the promise. | |
Speak on that which we depend. | |
And if a certain light don' t shine again, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
When the poorest kid is fending for himself, | |
Or the widow cries, but she gets no help. | |
When we know what' s true, but we still pretend, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
Bring a chair up to the table. | |
Bring a message to the crowd. | |
Where' s a common trust to deliver us from the wretched and the proud? | |
Sing a tune about the promise. | |
Speak on that which we depend. | |
Now let that certain light come shinin' then, | |
Baby, we could change the world again. | |
But if that certain light don' t shine again, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. |
zuò qǔ : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
When the dollar made with blood is spent, | |
When an enemy can' t become a friend. | |
When the better man won' t lend a hand, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
When a day of hope is a rarity, | |
Or a diplomat hasn' t time to see | |
That a child lost is a true offense, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
Bring a chair up to the table. | |
Bring a message to the crowd. | |
Where' s a common trust to deliver us from the wretched and the proud? | |
Sing a tune about the promise. | |
Speak on that which we depend. | |
And if a certain light don' t shine again, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
When the poorest kid is fending for himself, | |
Or the widow cries, but she gets no help. | |
When we know what' s true, but we still pretend, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. | |
Bring a chair up to the table. | |
Bring a message to the crowd. | |
Where' s a common trust to deliver us from the wretched and the proud? | |
Sing a tune about the promise. | |
Speak on that which we depend. | |
Now let that certain light come shinin' then, | |
Baby, we could change the world again. | |
But if that certain light don' t shine again, | |
Baby, this is how the world will end. |