Song | Einstein On The Beach (For An Eggman) |
Artist | Counting Crows |
Album | Films About Ghosts (The Best Of Counting Crows) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Adam Duritz & David Bryson | |
作词 : BRYSON, DAVID/DURITZ, ADAM | |
Albert's always sincere, he's a sensitive type, | |
His intentions are clear, he wanna be well-liked, | |
If everything is nothing, then are we anything? | |
Is it better to be better than to be anything? | |
And Albert's vision is blooming uncontrolled, | |
All his wings are slowly sinking, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
All the king's men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who'll never be together again. | |
Einstein's down on the beach staring into the sand, | |
'Cause everything he believes in is shattered, | |
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway, | |
We all get burned as, | |
One more sun comes sliding down the sky, | |
One more shadow leans against the wall, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king's men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who'll never be together again. | |
Albert's waiting in the sun on a field American, | |
For the cause of some inflated form of hit and run. | |
One more sun comes sliding down the sky, | |
One more shadow leans against the wall, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here | |
And all the king's men reappear | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall | |
Who'll never be together again. | |
Albert's fallen on the sun, | |
Cracked his head wide open, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king's men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin, fallin, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king's men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who'll never be together again. | |
No never be together again, | |
No no never, never, never again, uh huh, | |
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway. | |
Never, never, never again. |
zuo qu : Adam Duritz David Bryson | |
zuo ci : BRYSON, DAVID DURITZ, ADAM | |
Albert' s always sincere, he' s a sensitive type, | |
His intentions are clear, he wanna be wellliked, | |
If everything is nothing, then are we anything? | |
Is it better to be better than to be anything? | |
And Albert' s vision is blooming uncontrolled, | |
All his wings are slowly sinking, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
All the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
Einstein' s down on the beach staring into the sand, | |
' Cause everything he believes in is shattered, | |
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway, | |
We all get burned as, | |
One more sun comes sliding down the sky, | |
One more shadow leans against the wall, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
Albert' s waiting in the sun on a field American, | |
For the cause of some inflated form of hit and run. | |
One more sun comes sliding down the sky, | |
One more shadow leans against the wall, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here | |
And all the king' s men reappear | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
Albert' s fallen on the sun, | |
Cracked his head wide open, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin, fallin, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
No never be together again, | |
No no never, never, never again, uh huh, | |
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway. | |
Never, never, never again. |
zuò qǔ : Adam Duritz David Bryson | |
zuò cí : BRYSON, DAVID DURITZ, ADAM | |
Albert' s always sincere, he' s a sensitive type, | |
His intentions are clear, he wanna be wellliked, | |
If everything is nothing, then are we anything? | |
Is it better to be better than to be anything? | |
And Albert' s vision is blooming uncontrolled, | |
All his wings are slowly sinking, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
All the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
Einstein' s down on the beach staring into the sand, | |
' Cause everything he believes in is shattered, | |
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway, | |
We all get burned as, | |
One more sun comes sliding down the sky, | |
One more shadow leans against the wall, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
Albert' s waiting in the sun on a field American, | |
For the cause of some inflated form of hit and run. | |
One more sun comes sliding down the sky, | |
One more shadow leans against the wall, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here | |
And all the king' s men reappear | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
Albert' s fallen on the sun, | |
Cracked his head wide open, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin, fallin, | |
The world begins to disappear, | |
The worst things come from inside here, | |
And all the king' s men reappear, | |
For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, | |
Who' ll never be together again. | |
No never be together again, | |
No no never, never, never again, uh huh, | |
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway. | |
Never, never, never again. |