Cliquot Lyrics

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[00:00.00]	作曲 : Condon, Pallett
[00:19.54]	A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor now
[00:23.77]	I feed on my drum 'til I'm dead
[00:29.11]	Yesterday fever, tomorrow St. Peter
[00:33.13]	I'll feed on my drum until then
[00:37.68]	What melody will lead my lover from his bed?
[00:46.76]	What melody will see him in my arms again?
[00:57.50]	Set fire the foundation and burn out the station
[01:02.14]	You'll never get nothing of mine
[01:07.16]	The pane of my window will flicker and glimmer
[01:11.65]	I won't leave a stitchin' behind
[01:15.75]	Oh, what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
[01:25.46]	What melody will see him in my arms again?
[01:35.09]	Du du du du du du du ...
[01:56.58]	I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
[02:06.38]	I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill
[02:15.93]	I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older, oh love
[02:25.67]	And the cold beyond the rainfall

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[00:00.00]	zuo qu : Condon, Pallett
[00:19.54]	A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor now
[00:23.77]	I feed on my drum ' til I' m dead
[00:29.11]	Yesterday fever, tomorrow St. Peter
[00:33.13]	I' ll feed on my drum until then
[00:37.68]	What melody will lead my lover from his bed?
[00:46.76]	What melody will see him in my arms again?
[00:57.50]	Set fire the foundation and burn out the station
[01:02.14]	You' ll never get nothing of mine
[01:07.16]	The pane of my window will flicker and glimmer
[01:11.65]	I won' t leave a stitchin' behind
[01:15.75]	Oh, what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
[01:25.46]	What melody will see him in my arms again?
[01:35.09]	Du du du du du du du ...
[01:56.58]	I' ll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
[02:06.38]	I' ll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill
[02:15.93]	I' ll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older, oh love
[02:25.67]	And the cold beyond the rainfall

	ti:
	ar:
	al:
[00:00.00]	zuò qǔ : Condon, Pallett
[00:19.54]	A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor now
[00:23.77]	I feed on my drum ' til I' m dead
[00:29.11]	Yesterday fever, tomorrow St. Peter
[00:33.13]	I' ll feed on my drum until then
[00:37.68]	What melody will lead my lover from his bed?
[00:46.76]	What melody will see him in my arms again?
[00:57.50]	Set fire the foundation and burn out the station
[01:02.14]	You' ll never get nothing of mine
[01:07.16]	The pane of my window will flicker and glimmer
[01:11.65]	I won' t leave a stitchin' behind
[01:15.75]	Oh, what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
[01:25.46]	What melody will see him in my arms again?
[01:35.09]	Du du du du du du du ...
[01:56.58]	I' ll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
[02:06.38]	I' ll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill
[02:15.93]	I' ll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older, oh love
[02:25.67]	And the cold beyond the rainfall

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