Song | Gratitude Walks |
Artist | American Music Club |
Album | Mercury |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Eitzel | |
Why don't you be good for something | |
And draw down the shade | |
On a sun that sat up all night shivering | |
On a sun that sat up all night afraid | |
One that shines on the oasis that | |
Leads a man to drink | |
Drunk on the kind of applause | |
That gets louder the lower you sink | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street | |
Pull it from the air | |
And they throw it into bloom | |
And you're spinning under their wheels | |
Trapped in your room | |
You're jumpy, you don't want to see | |
You don't want to see them have their fun | |
A slap in the face if she should laugh | |
Push him down if he should try and run | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street | |
Take a number for your big lament | |
They sold the rules of dream land in cotton, wool, and cement | |
Well it's never what you want | |
It's just the kind of thing that always happens here | |
Yeah you watch the good old days pass you by | |
Leaving your cupboards bare | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street |
zuo ci : Eitzel | |
Why don' t you be good for something | |
And draw down the shade | |
On a sun that sat up all night shivering | |
On a sun that sat up all night afraid | |
One that shines on the oasis that | |
Leads a man to drink | |
Drunk on the kind of applause | |
That gets louder the lower you sink | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street | |
Pull it from the air | |
And they throw it into bloom | |
And you' re spinning under their wheels | |
Trapped in your room | |
You' re jumpy, you don' t want to see | |
You don' t want to see them have their fun | |
A slap in the face if she should laugh | |
Push him down if he should try and run | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street | |
Take a number for your big lament | |
They sold the rules of dream land in cotton, wool, and cement | |
Well it' s never what you want | |
It' s just the kind of thing that always happens here | |
Yeah you watch the good old days pass you by | |
Leaving your cupboards bare | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street |
zuò cí : Eitzel | |
Why don' t you be good for something | |
And draw down the shade | |
On a sun that sat up all night shivering | |
On a sun that sat up all night afraid | |
One that shines on the oasis that | |
Leads a man to drink | |
Drunk on the kind of applause | |
That gets louder the lower you sink | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street | |
Pull it from the air | |
And they throw it into bloom | |
And you' re spinning under their wheels | |
Trapped in your room | |
You' re jumpy, you don' t want to see | |
You don' t want to see them have their fun | |
A slap in the face if she should laugh | |
Push him down if he should try and run | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street | |
Take a number for your big lament | |
They sold the rules of dream land in cotton, wool, and cement | |
Well it' s never what you want | |
It' s just the kind of thing that always happens here | |
Yeah you watch the good old days pass you by | |
Leaving your cupboards bare | |
Gratitude walks on | |
Sixth Street |