Song | Amsterdam |
Artist | Blue Cafe |
Album | Ovosho |
[00:02.21] | Artist: David Bowie lyrics |
[00:02.55] | Album: Other Song Lyrics |
[00:02.93] | Title: Amsterdam |
[00:03.33] | by桃花郎 |
[00:04.75] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:06.06] | There's a sailor who sings |
[00:11.99] | Of the dream that he brings |
[00:15.08] | From the wide open sea |
[00:19.42] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:22.82] | There's a sailor who sleeps |
[00:27.40] | While the river bank weeps |
[00:29.96] | To the old willow tree |
[00:33.48] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:36.72] | There's a sailor who dies |
[00:43.89] | Full of beer, full of cries |
[00:47.95] | In a drunken town fight |
[00:51.88] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:53.12] | There's a sailor who's born |
[00:55.94] | On a hot muggy morn |
[00:58.93] | By the dawn's early light |
[01:08.69] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[01:11.91] | Where the sailors all meet |
[01:13.70] | There's a sailor who eats |
[01:15.93] | Only fish heads and tails |
[01:18.91] | And he'll show you his teeth |
[01:21.68] | That have rotten too soon |
[01:24.31] | That can haul up the sails |
[01:26.84] | That can swallow the moon |
[01:29.02] | And he yells to the cook |
[01:32.64] | With his arms open wide |
[01:34.26] | "Hey, bring me more fish |
[01:36.36] | Throw it down by my side" |
[01:40.16] | And he wants so to belch |
[01:42.75] | But he's too full to try |
[01:45.77] | So he stands up and laughs |
[01:47.32] | And he zip up his fly |
[01:49.29] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[01:51.74] | You can see sailors dance |
[01:55.10] | Paunches bursting their pants |
[01:57.59] | Grinding women to porch |
[02:00.50] | They've forgotten the tune |
[02:03.13] | That their whiskey voice |
[02:04.09] | croaked |
[02:05.64] | Splitting the night |
[02:07.10] | With the roar of their jokes |
[02:09.63] | And they turn and they dance |
[02:12.25] | And they laugh and they lust |
[02:14.85] | Till the rancid sound |
[02:17.39] | of the accordion bursts |
[02:20.14] | And then out of the night |
[02:22.62] | With their pride in their pants |
[02:25.47] | And the sluts that they tow |
[02:27.86] | Underneath the street lamps |
[02:30.23] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[02:32.99] | There's a sailor who drinks |
[02:35.08] | And he drinks and he drinks |
[02:36.79] | And he drinks once again |
[02:40.78] | He'll drink to the health |
[02:43.61] | Of the whores of Amsterdam |
[02:46.59] | Who've given their bodies |
[02:48.31] | To a thousand other men |
[02:50.32] | Yeah, they've bargained their virtue |
[02:53.33] | Their goodness all gone |
[02:55.86] | For a few dirty coins |
[02:58.57] | Well he just can't go on |
[03:02.91] | Throws his nose to the sky |
[03:06.10] | And he aims it up above |
[03:08.64] | And he pisses like I cry |
[03:11.33] | On the unfaithful love |
[03:13.15] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[03:14.99] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:02.21] | Artist: David Bowie lyrics |
[00:02.55] | Album: Other Song Lyrics |
[00:02.93] | Title: Amsterdam |
[00:03.33] | by táo huā láng |
[00:04.75] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:06.06] | There' s a sailor who sings |
[00:11.99] | Of the dream that he brings |
[00:15.08] | From the wide open sea |
[00:19.42] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:22.82] | There' s a sailor who sleeps |
[00:27.40] | While the river bank weeps |
[00:29.96] | To the old willow tree |
[00:33.48] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:36.72] | There' s a sailor who dies |
[00:43.89] | Full of beer, full of cries |
[00:47.95] | In a drunken town fight |
[00:51.88] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[00:53.12] | There' s a sailor who' s born |
[00:55.94] | On a hot muggy morn |
[00:58.93] | By the dawn' s early light |
[01:08.69] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[01:11.91] | Where the sailors all meet |
[01:13.70] | There' s a sailor who eats |
[01:15.93] | Only fish heads and tails |
[01:18.91] | And he' ll show you his teeth |
[01:21.68] | That have rotten too soon |
[01:24.31] | That can haul up the sails |
[01:26.84] | That can swallow the moon |
[01:29.02] | And he yells to the cook |
[01:32.64] | With his arms open wide |
[01:34.26] | " Hey, bring me more fish |
[01:36.36] | Throw it down by my side" |
[01:40.16] | And he wants so to belch |
[01:42.75] | But he' s too full to try |
[01:45.77] | So he stands up and laughs |
[01:47.32] | And he zip up his fly |
[01:49.29] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[01:51.74] | You can see sailors dance |
[01:55.10] | Paunches bursting their pants |
[01:57.59] | Grinding women to porch |
[02:00.50] | They' ve forgotten the tune |
[02:03.13] | That their whiskey voice |
[02:04.09] | croaked |
[02:05.64] | Splitting the night |
[02:07.10] | With the roar of their jokes |
[02:09.63] | And they turn and they dance |
[02:12.25] | And they laugh and they lust |
[02:14.85] | Till the rancid sound |
[02:17.39] | of the accordion bursts |
[02:20.14] | And then out of the night |
[02:22.62] | With their pride in their pants |
[02:25.47] | And the sluts that they tow |
[02:27.86] | Underneath the street lamps |
[02:30.23] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[02:32.99] | There' s a sailor who drinks |
[02:35.08] | And he drinks and he drinks |
[02:36.79] | And he drinks once again |
[02:40.78] | He' ll drink to the health |
[02:43.61] | Of the whores of Amsterdam |
[02:46.59] | Who' ve given their bodies |
[02:48.31] | To a thousand other men |
[02:50.32] | Yeah, they' ve bargained their virtue |
[02:53.33] | Their goodness all gone |
[02:55.86] | For a few dirty coins |
[02:58.57] | Well he just can' t go on |
[03:02.91] | Throws his nose to the sky |
[03:06.10] | And he aims it up above |
[03:08.64] | And he pisses like I cry |
[03:11.33] | On the unfaithful love |
[03:13.15] | In the port of Amsterdam |
[03:14.99] | In the port of Amsterdam |