Song | The Red Telephone |
Artist | Love |
Album | The Forever Changes Concert |
作词 : Lee | |
Verse 1: | |
Sitting on a hillside | |
Watching all the people die | |
I'll feel much better on the other side | |
I'll thumb a ride | |
Verse 2/3: | |
I believe in magic | |
Why, because it is so quick | |
I don't need power when I'm hypnotized | |
Look in my eyes | |
What are you seeing (I see...) | |
How do you feel? | |
(...you) | |
I feel real phony when my name is Phil | |
Or was that Bill? | |
Bridge: | |
Life goes on here | |
Day after day | |
I don't know if I am living or if I'm | |
Supposed to be | |
Sometimes my life is so eerie | |
And if you think I'm happy | |
Paint me (white)(yellow) | |
I've been here once | |
I've been here twice | |
I don't know if the third's the fourth or if the - | |
The fifth's to fix | |
Sometimes I deal with numbers | |
And if you wanna count me | |
Count me out | |
Verse 4: | |
I don't need the times of day | |
Anytime with me's OK | |
I just don't want you using up my time | |
'Cause that's not right | |
Coda: | |
[repeat 3X:] | |
ahh.... | |
[repeat 3X:] | |
They're locking them up today | |
They're throwing away the key | |
I wonder who it'll be tomorrow, you or me? | |
We're all normal when we want our freedom | |
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom | |
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom | |
I want my freedom | |
[continue with Am - A progression as above, to fade] | |
(spoken:) Alla God's childrens gotta have der freedom | |
If you find some error in the lyrics, | |
would you please submit your corrections to me? |
zuò cí : Lee | |
Verse 1: | |
Sitting on a hillside | |
Watching all the people die | |
I' ll feel much better on the other side | |
I' ll thumb a ride | |
Verse 2 3: | |
I believe in magic | |
Why, because it is so quick | |
I don' t need power when I' m hypnotized | |
Look in my eyes | |
What are you seeing I see... | |
How do you feel? | |
... you | |
I feel real phony when my name is Phil | |
Or was that Bill? | |
Bridge: | |
Life goes on here | |
Day after day | |
I don' t know if I am living or if I' m | |
Supposed to be | |
Sometimes my life is so eerie | |
And if you think I' m happy | |
Paint me white yellow | |
I' ve been here once | |
I' ve been here twice | |
I don' t know if the third' s the fourth or if the | |
The fifth' s to fix | |
Sometimes I deal with numbers | |
And if you wanna count me | |
Count me out | |
Verse 4: | |
I don' t need the times of day | |
Anytime with me' s OK | |
I just don' t want you using up my time | |
' Cause that' s not right | |
Coda: | |
repeat 3X: | |
ahh.... | |
repeat 3X: | |
They' re locking them up today | |
They' re throwing away the key | |
I wonder who it' ll be tomorrow, you or me? | |
We' re all normal when we want our freedom | |
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom | |
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom | |
I want my freedom | |
continue with Am A progression as above, to fade | |
spoken: Alla God' s childrens gotta have der freedom | |
If you find some error in the lyrics, | |
would you please submit your corrections to me? |