Song | Old New York |
Artist | Luke Temple |
Album | Hold A Match For A Gasoline World |
作曲 : Temple | |
Think I'm leaving old New York behind | |
A whisper west is blowing through my mind | |
Thought I'd give it one good college try | |
Stare too long the sun will burn you blind | |
See that open road | |
I know I'll take it | |
Try and slip from the city's grip | |
I've tried I've tried but why | |
Alters built on greed and glamour lust | |
A prized idea for children born of trust | |
Too many are left in fortunes dust | |
Left to feed and feed they always must | |
See that open road | |
I know I'll take it | |
Try and slip from the cities grip | |
I've tried I've tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
I've tried I've tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
Squeeze through the needles I | |
Something's in the ground couldn't you hear that awful sound | |
Something's falling down couldn't you hear that awful sound | |
See that open road | |
I know I'll take it | |
Try and slip from the cities grip | |
I've tried I've tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
I've tried I've tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
Squeeze through the needles eye |
zuò qǔ : Temple | |
Think I' m leaving old New York behind | |
A whisper west is blowing through my mind | |
Thought I' d give it one good college try | |
Stare too long the sun will burn you blind | |
See that open road | |
I know I' ll take it | |
Try and slip from the city' s grip | |
I' ve tried I' ve tried but why | |
Alters built on greed and glamour lust | |
A prized idea for children born of trust | |
Too many are left in fortunes dust | |
Left to feed and feed they always must | |
See that open road | |
I know I' ll take it | |
Try and slip from the cities grip | |
I' ve tried I' ve tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
I' ve tried I' ve tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
Squeeze through the needles I | |
Something' s in the ground couldn' t you hear that awful sound | |
Something' s falling down couldn' t you hear that awful sound | |
See that open road | |
I know I' ll take it | |
Try and slip from the cities grip | |
I' ve tried I' ve tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
I' ve tried I' ve tried but why | |
Live where they aim to die | |
Squeeze through the needles eye |