Song | Morning Is Broken |
Artist | Lloyd Cole |
Album | Bad Vibes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lloyd Cole | |
作词 : Cole | |
You used to be mean | |
You used to be cruel | |
But you were laughing then | |
And it was no accident | |
Where did the mean man go | |
Is he chasing his shadow | |
Is he unhappy to report | |
That the gentleman he found is a terrible bore | |
You know it all | |
You've got all the answers | |
But if that's the case | |
What's with the long face | |
It's very easy to be brave | |
With your good foot in the grave | |
It's very easy to be cold | |
When there's no one in the world you want to know | |
It's very easy to be suave | |
When you're on your guard | |
Like you always are | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore | |
Is it hard to let go | |
At the foot of the rainbow | |
Just to be informed | |
That the chase was your reward | |
Here have a crock of gold | |
Keep it for when you're old | |
Like a week on tuesday | |
Hey wise man say | |
It's very easy to be brave | |
With your good foot in the grave | |
It's very easy to be cold | |
When there's nowhere in the world you want to go | |
It's very easy to be suave | |
When you're on your guard | |
Like you always are | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
The morning is broken, mister pimp or whore | |
Put me in the ground | |
Put me in the ground | |
Come on put me in the ground | |
The morning is broken | |
(the morning is broken as you mourn your life) | |
Come on put me in the ground | |
(the sun goes down and now the shadows arise) | |
Come on come on put me in the ground | |
(the morning is broken as you mourn your life) | |
The morning is broken | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life |
zuo qu : Lloyd Cole | |
zuo ci : Cole | |
You used to be mean | |
You used to be cruel | |
But you were laughing then | |
And it was no accident | |
Where did the mean man go | |
Is he chasing his shadow | |
Is he unhappy to report | |
That the gentleman he found is a terrible bore | |
You know it all | |
You' ve got all the answers | |
But if that' s the case | |
What' s with the long face | |
It' s very easy to be brave | |
With your good foot in the grave | |
It' s very easy to be cold | |
When there' s no one in the world you want to know | |
It' s very easy to be suave | |
When you' re on your guard | |
Like you always are | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore | |
Is it hard to let go | |
At the foot of the rainbow | |
Just to be informed | |
That the chase was your reward | |
Here have a crock of gold | |
Keep it for when you' re old | |
Like a week on tuesday | |
Hey wise man say | |
It' s very easy to be brave | |
With your good foot in the grave | |
It' s very easy to be cold | |
When there' s nowhere in the world you want to go | |
It' s very easy to be suave | |
When you' re on your guard | |
Like you always are | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
The morning is broken, mister pimp or whore | |
Put me in the ground | |
Put me in the ground | |
Come on put me in the ground | |
The morning is broken | |
the morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
Come on put me in the ground | |
the sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
Come on come on put me in the ground | |
the morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
The morning is broken | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life |
zuò qǔ : Lloyd Cole | |
zuò cí : Cole | |
You used to be mean | |
You used to be cruel | |
But you were laughing then | |
And it was no accident | |
Where did the mean man go | |
Is he chasing his shadow | |
Is he unhappy to report | |
That the gentleman he found is a terrible bore | |
You know it all | |
You' ve got all the answers | |
But if that' s the case | |
What' s with the long face | |
It' s very easy to be brave | |
With your good foot in the grave | |
It' s very easy to be cold | |
When there' s no one in the world you want to know | |
It' s very easy to be suave | |
When you' re on your guard | |
Like you always are | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore | |
Is it hard to let go | |
At the foot of the rainbow | |
Just to be informed | |
That the chase was your reward | |
Here have a crock of gold | |
Keep it for when you' re old | |
Like a week on tuesday | |
Hey wise man say | |
It' s very easy to be brave | |
With your good foot in the grave | |
It' s very easy to be cold | |
When there' s nowhere in the world you want to go | |
It' s very easy to be suave | |
When you' re on your guard | |
Like you always are | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors | |
The morning is broken, mister pimp or whore | |
Put me in the ground | |
Put me in the ground | |
Come on put me in the ground | |
The morning is broken | |
the morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
Come on put me in the ground | |
the sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
Come on come on put me in the ground | |
the morning is broken as you mourn your life | |
The morning is broken | |
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise | |
And morning is broken as you mourn your life |