Song | Tuesday's Dead |
Artist | Cat Stevens |
Album | Teaser And The Firecat |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cat Stevens | |
作词 : Stevens | |
If I make a mark in time, | |
I can't say the mark is mine. | |
I'm only the underline of the word. | |
Yes, I'm like him, just like you, | |
I can't tell you what to do. | |
Like everybody else | |
I'm searching thru what | |
I've heard. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don't want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday's dead | |
Oh preacher won't you paint my dream, won't you show me where you've been | |
Show me what | |
I haven't seen to ease my mind. | |
Cause I will learn to understand, if | |
I have a helping hand. | |
I wouldn't make another demand all my life. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don't want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday's dead | |
What's my sex, what's my name, all in all it's all the same. | |
Everybody plays a different game, that is all. | |
Now, man may live, man may die searching for the question why. | |
But if he tries to rule the sky he must fall. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don't want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday's dead | |
Now every second on the nose, the humdrum of the city grows. | |
Reaching out beyond the throes of our time. | |
We must try to shake it down. | |
Do our best to break the ground. | |
Try to turn the world around one more time. | |
Yeah, we must try to shake it down do our best to break the ground | |
Try to turn the world around one more time | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don't want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday's dead |
zuo qu : Cat Stevens | |
zuo ci : Stevens | |
If I make a mark in time, | |
I can' t say the mark is mine. | |
I' m only the underline of the word. | |
Yes, I' m like him, just like you, | |
I can' t tell you what to do. | |
Like everybody else | |
I' m searching thru what | |
I' ve heard. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead | |
Oh preacher won' t you paint my dream, won' t you show me where you' ve been | |
Show me what | |
I haven' t seen to ease my mind. | |
Cause I will learn to understand, if | |
I have a helping hand. | |
I wouldn' t make another demand all my life. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead | |
What' s my sex, what' s my name, all in all it' s all the same. | |
Everybody plays a different game, that is all. | |
Now, man may live, man may die searching for the question why. | |
But if he tries to rule the sky he must fall. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead | |
Now every second on the nose, the humdrum of the city grows. | |
Reaching out beyond the throes of our time. | |
We must try to shake it down. | |
Do our best to break the ground. | |
Try to turn the world around one more time. | |
Yeah, we must try to shake it down do our best to break the ground | |
Try to turn the world around one more time | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead |
zuò qǔ : Cat Stevens | |
zuò cí : Stevens | |
If I make a mark in time, | |
I can' t say the mark is mine. | |
I' m only the underline of the word. | |
Yes, I' m like him, just like you, | |
I can' t tell you what to do. | |
Like everybody else | |
I' m searching thru what | |
I' ve heard. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead | |
Oh preacher won' t you paint my dream, won' t you show me where you' ve been | |
Show me what | |
I haven' t seen to ease my mind. | |
Cause I will learn to understand, if | |
I have a helping hand. | |
I wouldn' t make another demand all my life. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead | |
What' s my sex, what' s my name, all in all it' s all the same. | |
Everybody plays a different game, that is all. | |
Now, man may live, man may die searching for the question why. | |
But if he tries to rule the sky he must fall. | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead | |
Now every second on the nose, the humdrum of the city grows. | |
Reaching out beyond the throes of our time. | |
We must try to shake it down. | |
Do our best to break the ground. | |
Try to turn the world around one more time. | |
Yeah, we must try to shake it down do our best to break the ground | |
Try to turn the world around one more time | |
Whoa, Where do you go? | |
When you don' t want no one to know? | |
Who told tomorrow | |
Tuesday' s dead |