Younger Lyrics
| Song | Younger |
| Artist | The Mountain Goats |
| Album | Younger |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : John Darnielle |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : John Darnielle |
| [00:36.32] | Crank that siren high |
| [00:40.64] | Drain the wellspring dry |
| [00:42.94] | Map out your coordinates |
| [00:53.78] | Send out scouts by day |
| [00:57.60] | Dole out mercenary pay |
| [01:00.23] | For restless young subordinates |
| [01:05.00] | It never hurts to give thanks to the local gods |
| [01:08.84] | You never know who might be hungry |
| [01:18.12] | It never hurts to scan the windows on the upper floor |
| [01:25.07] | I saw a face there once before when I was younger |
| [01:50.66] | Set the torch aflame |
| [01:55.01] | Call the night by name |
| [01:56.95] | Stake out your dark position |
| [02:08.13] | Lie in wait |
| [02:12.35] | By the gleaming city gate |
| [02:14.10] | Try not to lose sight of the mission |
| [02:19.35] | It never hurts to give thanks to the broken bones |
| [02:23.10] | You had to use to build your ladder |
| [02:34.47] | Moment close at hand |
| [02:37.69] | Half of you will never understand |
| [02:40.63] | And it doesn't really matter |
| [02:52.05] | Big smile on my face |
| [02:56.39] | Capsule just in case |
| [02:58.66] | Underneath my tongue |
| [03:09.59] | Voices on the breeze |
| [03:13.76] | I heard voices once like these when I was younger |
| [03:23.16] | Blood rushing to my face |
| [03:32.05] | I know that sweet warm taste |
| [03:36.69] | And the bitter trace |
| [03:40.26] | Storm right down that hill |
| [03:44.64] | If I don’t, no one will |
| [03:46.60] | Follow me right through the chaos |
| [03:57.87] | This whole house is doomed |
| [04:01.80] | Even the big parts get consumed |
| [04:03.87] | Prepare a grave for Menelaus |
| [04:09.25] | It never hurts to give thanks to the navigator |
| [04:12.60] | Even when he's spitting out random numbers |
| [04:23.60] | I knew what those figures meant |
| [04:27.92] | And what they hoped to represent |
| [04:31.00] | When I was younger |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : John Darnielle |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : John Darnielle |
| [00:36.32] | Crank that siren high |
| [00:40.64] | Drain the wellspring dry |
| [00:42.94] | Map out your coordinates |
| [00:53.78] | Send out scouts by day |
| [00:57.60] | Dole out mercenary pay |
| [01:00.23] | For restless young subordinates |
| [01:05.00] | It never hurts to give thanks to the local gods |
| [01:08.84] | You never know who might be hungry |
| [01:18.12] | It never hurts to scan the windows on the upper floor |
| [01:25.07] | I saw a face there once before when I was younger |
| [01:50.66] | Set the torch aflame |
| [01:55.01] | Call the night by name |
| [01:56.95] | Stake out your dark position |
| [02:08.13] | Lie in wait |
| [02:12.35] | By the gleaming city gate |
| [02:14.10] | Try not to lose sight of the mission |
| [02:19.35] | It never hurts to give thanks to the broken bones |
| [02:23.10] | You had to use to build your ladder |
| [02:34.47] | Moment close at hand |
| [02:37.69] | Half of you will never understand |
| [02:40.63] | And it doesn' t really matter |
| [02:52.05] | Big smile on my face |
| [02:56.39] | Capsule just in case |
| [02:58.66] | Underneath my tongue |
| [03:09.59] | Voices on the breeze |
| [03:13.76] | I heard voices once like these when I was younger |
| [03:23.16] | Blood rushing to my face |
| [03:32.05] | I know that sweet warm taste |
| [03:36.69] | And the bitter trace |
| [03:40.26] | Storm right down that hill |
| [03:44.64] | If I don' t, no one will |
| [03:46.60] | Follow me right through the chaos |
| [03:57.87] | This whole house is doomed |
| [04:01.80] | Even the big parts get consumed |
| [04:03.87] | Prepare a grave for Menelaus |
| [04:09.25] | It never hurts to give thanks to the navigator |
| [04:12.60] | Even when he' s spitting out random numbers |
| [04:23.60] | I knew what those figures meant |
| [04:27.92] | And what they hoped to represent |
| [04:31.00] | When I was younger |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : John Darnielle |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : John Darnielle |
| [00:36.32] | Crank that siren high |
| [00:40.64] | Drain the wellspring dry |
| [00:42.94] | Map out your coordinates |
| [00:53.78] | Send out scouts by day |
| [00:57.60] | Dole out mercenary pay |
| [01:00.23] | For restless young subordinates |
| [01:05.00] | It never hurts to give thanks to the local gods |
| [01:08.84] | You never know who might be hungry |
| [01:18.12] | It never hurts to scan the windows on the upper floor |
| [01:25.07] | I saw a face there once before when I was younger |
| [01:50.66] | Set the torch aflame |
| [01:55.01] | Call the night by name |
| [01:56.95] | Stake out your dark position |
| [02:08.13] | Lie in wait |
| [02:12.35] | By the gleaming city gate |
| [02:14.10] | Try not to lose sight of the mission |
| [02:19.35] | It never hurts to give thanks to the broken bones |
| [02:23.10] | You had to use to build your ladder |
| [02:34.47] | Moment close at hand |
| [02:37.69] | Half of you will never understand |
| [02:40.63] | And it doesn' t really matter |
| [02:52.05] | Big smile on my face |
| [02:56.39] | Capsule just in case |
| [02:58.66] | Underneath my tongue |
| [03:09.59] | Voices on the breeze |
| [03:13.76] | I heard voices once like these when I was younger |
| [03:23.16] | Blood rushing to my face |
| [03:32.05] | I know that sweet warm taste |
| [03:36.69] | And the bitter trace |
| [03:40.26] | Storm right down that hill |
| [03:44.64] | If I don' t, no one will |
| [03:46.60] | Follow me right through the chaos |
| [03:57.87] | This whole house is doomed |
| [04:01.80] | Even the big parts get consumed |
| [04:03.87] | Prepare a grave for Menelaus |
| [04:09.25] | It never hurts to give thanks to the navigator |
| [04:12.60] | Even when he' s spitting out random numbers |
| [04:23.60] | I knew what those figures meant |
| [04:27.92] | And what they hoped to represent |
| [04:31.00] | When I was younger |
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