Song | Paper Houses |
Artist | Mull Historical Society |
Album | Loss |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : MacIntyre | |
And I've retired | |
To a better life | |
Hiding from the world | |
It gets under my skin | |
And, yes, it's hard on the brain | |
Buying the right magazines | |
The posters show | |
The clothes to wear | |
The roadside billboards | |
Can lead you there | |
At least you're not alone | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the bridges and telephones | |
Leave the animals your home | |
And I've admired | |
Art sprayed on the walls | |
And fashion is a fuck-up | |
I can see that now | |
And we'll still put fuel in my car | |
And drive round the neon cigar | |
Keeping our troubles at bay | |
Take me out of the grave | |
Feast yourself on fast food | |
In this hamburger hell | |
Cash flow a-go-go | |
You better paint your smile on | |
And, yes, it's hard on the brain | |
Putting the right records on | |
The world still wears a lipstick smile | |
The roadside cameras still click in time | |
At least you're not alone | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the bridges and make us strong | |
Leave the animals | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the railroads and telephones | |
Leave the animals your home |
zuo qu : MacIntyre | |
And I' ve retired | |
To a better life | |
Hiding from the world | |
It gets under my skin | |
And, yes, it' s hard on the brain | |
Buying the right magazines | |
The posters show | |
The clothes to wear | |
The roadside billboards | |
Can lead you there | |
At least you' re not alone | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the bridges and telephones | |
Leave the animals your home | |
And I' ve admired | |
Art sprayed on the walls | |
And fashion is a fuckup | |
I can see that now | |
And we' ll still put fuel in my car | |
And drive round the neon cigar | |
Keeping our troubles at bay | |
Take me out of the grave | |
Feast yourself on fast food | |
In this hamburger hell | |
Cash flow agogo | |
You better paint your smile on | |
And, yes, it' s hard on the brain | |
Putting the right records on | |
The world still wears a lipstick smile | |
The roadside cameras still click in time | |
At least you' re not alone | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the bridges and make us strong | |
Leave the animals | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the railroads and telephones | |
Leave the animals your home |
zuò qǔ : MacIntyre | |
And I' ve retired | |
To a better life | |
Hiding from the world | |
It gets under my skin | |
And, yes, it' s hard on the brain | |
Buying the right magazines | |
The posters show | |
The clothes to wear | |
The roadside billboards | |
Can lead you there | |
At least you' re not alone | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the bridges and telephones | |
Leave the animals your home | |
And I' ve admired | |
Art sprayed on the walls | |
And fashion is a fuckup | |
I can see that now | |
And we' ll still put fuel in my car | |
And drive round the neon cigar | |
Keeping our troubles at bay | |
Take me out of the grave | |
Feast yourself on fast food | |
In this hamburger hell | |
Cash flow agogo | |
You better paint your smile on | |
And, yes, it' s hard on the brain | |
Putting the right records on | |
The world still wears a lipstick smile | |
The roadside cameras still click in time | |
At least you' re not alone | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the bridges and make us strong | |
Leave the animals | |
Live in paper houses | |
Burn the railroads and telephones | |
Leave the animals your home |