Song | Fiery Crash |
Artist | Andrew Bird |
Album | Live at Austin City Limits Music Festival 2007: Andrew Bird |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : | |
Turnstiles on mezzanine | |
Jet ways and Dramamine fiends | |
And x-ray machines | |
You were hurling through space | |
G-forces twisting your face | |
Breeding superstition | |
A fatal premonition | |
You know you got to envision | |
The fiery crash | |
Oh close your eyes and you wake up | |
Face stuck to a vinyl settee | |
Oh the line was starting to break up | |
Just as you were starting to say | |
Something apropos I don't know | |
Beige tiles and magazines | |
Lou Dobbs and the CNN team | |
On every monitor screen | |
You were caught in the crossfire | |
Where every human face | |
Has you reaching for your mace | |
So it's kind of an imposition | |
Fatal premonition | |
To save our lives you've got to envision | |
And to save all our lives you've got to envision | |
The fiery crash | |
It's just a formality | |
Why must I explain? | |
Just a nod to mortality | |
Before you get on a plane | |
Oh close your eyes and you wake up | |
Face stuck to a vinyl settee | |
Oh the line was starting to break up | |
What was that you were going to say? |
zuo qu : | |
Turnstiles on mezzanine | |
Jet ways and Dramamine fiends | |
And xray machines | |
You were hurling through space | |
Gforces twisting your face | |
Breeding superstition | |
A fatal premonition | |
You know you got to envision | |
The fiery crash | |
Oh close your eyes and you wake up | |
Face stuck to a vinyl settee | |
Oh the line was starting to break up | |
Just as you were starting to say | |
Something apropos I don' t know | |
Beige tiles and magazines | |
Lou Dobbs and the CNN team | |
On every monitor screen | |
You were caught in the crossfire | |
Where every human face | |
Has you reaching for your mace | |
So it' s kind of an imposition | |
Fatal premonition | |
To save our lives you' ve got to envision | |
And to save all our lives you' ve got to envision | |
The fiery crash | |
It' s just a formality | |
Why must I explain? | |
Just a nod to mortality | |
Before you get on a plane | |
Oh close your eyes and you wake up | |
Face stuck to a vinyl settee | |
Oh the line was starting to break up | |
What was that you were going to say? |
zuò qǔ : | |
Turnstiles on mezzanine | |
Jet ways and Dramamine fiends | |
And xray machines | |
You were hurling through space | |
Gforces twisting your face | |
Breeding superstition | |
A fatal premonition | |
You know you got to envision | |
The fiery crash | |
Oh close your eyes and you wake up | |
Face stuck to a vinyl settee | |
Oh the line was starting to break up | |
Just as you were starting to say | |
Something apropos I don' t know | |
Beige tiles and magazines | |
Lou Dobbs and the CNN team | |
On every monitor screen | |
You were caught in the crossfire | |
Where every human face | |
Has you reaching for your mace | |
So it' s kind of an imposition | |
Fatal premonition | |
To save our lives you' ve got to envision | |
And to save all our lives you' ve got to envision | |
The fiery crash | |
It' s just a formality | |
Why must I explain? | |
Just a nod to mortality | |
Before you get on a plane | |
Oh close your eyes and you wake up | |
Face stuck to a vinyl settee | |
Oh the line was starting to break up | |
What was that you were going to say? |