| Song | Company Of Strangers |
| Artist | Bad Company |
| Album | Company Of Strangers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hart, Kirke | |
| Made his way out from the low lands | |
| The son of a preacher man | |
| Then he seemed to lose direction | |
| On his way to the promised land, no no | |
| It started with a woman | |
| And it ended in a bottle fight | |
| The jury would not forgive him | |
| When he took a man within an inch of his life | |
| When they took away his freedom | |
| Buried his soul aside, no no | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| So he sits behind these gray walls | |
| Staring at the yellow moon | |
| His dreams lie shattered all around him | |
| Casting shadows into his room, baby | |
| When they took away his freedom | |
| They buried his soul aside, no no | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| So the years passed by one day | |
| Steps outside to the blinding sun | |
| No money in his pockets, and his clothes out of damn | |
| But under his shirt he wears a gun, no no | |
| When they buried him the very next morning | |
| For other that went wrong | |
| In a graveyard full of outlaws | |
| In a stranger's everyone | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company, in the company of strangers | |
| Listen, I've gotta get out of here, | |
| I've gotta get out of here |
| zuo ci : Hart, Kirke | |
| Made his way out from the low lands | |
| The son of a preacher man | |
| Then he seemed to lose direction | |
| On his way to the promised land, no no | |
| It started with a woman | |
| And it ended in a bottle fight | |
| The jury would not forgive him | |
| When he took a man within an inch of his life | |
| When they took away his freedom | |
| Buried his soul aside, no no | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| So he sits behind these gray walls | |
| Staring at the yellow moon | |
| His dreams lie shattered all around him | |
| Casting shadows into his room, baby | |
| When they took away his freedom | |
| They buried his soul aside, no no | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| So the years passed by one day | |
| Steps outside to the blinding sun | |
| No money in his pockets, and his clothes out of damn | |
| But under his shirt he wears a gun, no no | |
| When they buried him the very next morning | |
| For other that went wrong | |
| In a graveyard full of outlaws | |
| In a stranger' s everyone | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company, in the company of strangers | |
| Listen, I' ve gotta get out of here, | |
| I' ve gotta get out of here |
| zuò cí : Hart, Kirke | |
| Made his way out from the low lands | |
| The son of a preacher man | |
| Then he seemed to lose direction | |
| On his way to the promised land, no no | |
| It started with a woman | |
| And it ended in a bottle fight | |
| The jury would not forgive him | |
| When he took a man within an inch of his life | |
| When they took away his freedom | |
| Buried his soul aside, no no | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| So he sits behind these gray walls | |
| Staring at the yellow moon | |
| His dreams lie shattered all around him | |
| Casting shadows into his room, baby | |
| When they took away his freedom | |
| They buried his soul aside, no no | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| So the years passed by one day | |
| Steps outside to the blinding sun | |
| No money in his pockets, and his clothes out of damn | |
| But under his shirt he wears a gun, no no | |
| When they buried him the very next morning | |
| For other that went wrong | |
| In a graveyard full of outlaws | |
| In a stranger' s everyone | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within, no, no | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| You find the enemy within | |
| And the walls that capture evil | |
| Keep the faith from getting in | |
| In the company, in the company of strangers | |
| Listen, I' ve gotta get out of here, | |
| I' ve gotta get out of here |