| Song | Twilight Creeps |
| Artist | Crooked Fingers |
| Album | Dignity and Shame |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bachmann | |
| Hey, hey, there she goes now she's walking down the street again | |
| Shuffling down the sidewalk, scuffing up her brand new shiny leather shoes | |
| And all the stray digs, they hissing out cause they all wonder where she's going to | |
| As early evening light keeps her shadow out of sight | |
| Sleeping soft, hidden from view | |
| Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
| Why does everybody always try to hide the heart that hidden has no use? | |
| Now some say sometime late in the evening light | |
| You can see them shining dancing now with the greatest of ease | |
| And some say they're faking, maybe breaking down | |
| Afraid to cut themselves loose from some big daddys leash | |
| Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
| Dancing all alone in your room | |
| Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
| Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
| You say someday you gonna float away | |
| Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
| Hey, hey, ain't no use, no trying to make you stay | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
| Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
| The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
| And keep alive your withering love | |
| Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
| Why is everybody always trying to hide the heart what hidden has no use? | |
| Now you can fake it or you can break it, you can shake it down | |
| And cut yourself loose from some daddy's leash | |
| Or in the evening light you can keep that shadow out of sight | |
| And sleep it off, hidden from view | |
| Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
| Dancing all alone in your room | |
| Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
| Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
| You say someday you gonna float away | |
| Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
| Hey, hey, ain't no use, no trying to make you stay, hey, hey, hey | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
| Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
| The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
| And keep alive your withering love | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep so you don't go anywhere | |
| Flower, don't dig so deep you get in over your head |
| zuo qu : Bachmann | |
| Hey, hey, there she goes now she' s walking down the street again | |
| Shuffling down the sidewalk, scuffing up her brand new shiny leather shoes | |
| And all the stray digs, they hissing out cause they all wonder where she' s going to | |
| As early evening light keeps her shadow out of sight | |
| Sleeping soft, hidden from view | |
| Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
| Why does everybody always try to hide the heart that hidden has no use? | |
| Now some say sometime late in the evening light | |
| You can see them shining dancing now with the greatest of ease | |
| And some say they' re faking, maybe breaking down | |
| Afraid to cut themselves loose from some big daddys leash | |
| Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
| Dancing all alone in your room | |
| Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
| Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
| You say someday you gonna float away | |
| Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
| Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
| The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
| And keep alive your withering love | |
| Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
| Why is everybody always trying to hide the heart what hidden has no use? | |
| Now you can fake it or you can break it, you can shake it down | |
| And cut yourself loose from some daddy' s leash | |
| Or in the evening light you can keep that shadow out of sight | |
| And sleep it off, hidden from view | |
| Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
| Dancing all alone in your room | |
| Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
| Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
| You say someday you gonna float away | |
| Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
| Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay, hey, hey, hey | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
| The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
| And keep alive your withering love | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head |
| zuò qǔ : Bachmann | |
| Hey, hey, there she goes now she' s walking down the street again | |
| Shuffling down the sidewalk, scuffing up her brand new shiny leather shoes | |
| And all the stray digs, they hissing out cause they all wonder where she' s going to | |
| As early evening light keeps her shadow out of sight | |
| Sleeping soft, hidden from view | |
| Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
| Why does everybody always try to hide the heart that hidden has no use? | |
| Now some say sometime late in the evening light | |
| You can see them shining dancing now with the greatest of ease | |
| And some say they' re faking, maybe breaking down | |
| Afraid to cut themselves loose from some big daddys leash | |
| Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
| Dancing all alone in your room | |
| Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
| Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
| You say someday you gonna float away | |
| Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
| Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
| The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
| And keep alive your withering love | |
| Why does everybody always act so tough, when all anybody wants is to find a friend? | |
| Why is everybody always trying to hide the heart what hidden has no use? | |
| Now you can fake it or you can break it, you can shake it down | |
| And cut yourself loose from some daddy' s leash | |
| Or in the evening light you can keep that shadow out of sight | |
| And sleep it off, hidden from view | |
| Hey, hey, there you go now, baby | |
| Dancing all alone in your room | |
| Trading gossip with the twilight creeps | |
| Killing the flowers that were planted for you | |
| You say someday you gonna float away | |
| Take yourself some kind of holiday | |
| Hey, hey, ain' t no use, no trying to make you stay, hey, hey, hey | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Cause when the sun is done and evening comes | |
| The thieves will run to steal your pretty withering love | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Cause if the morning comes you can breathe, you can run | |
| And keep alive your withering love | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep so you don' t go anywhere | |
| Flower, don' t dig so deep you get in over your head |