| Song | Frou-frou Foxes In Midsummer Fires |
| Artist | Cocteau Twins |
| Album | Heaven Or Las Vegas (Remastered) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cocteau Twins | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest(wrist) | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war or we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions(indications) | |
| They turn infant's breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest(wrist) | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war or we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions(indications) | |
| They turn infant's breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| Their little hands | |
| Smooth all things | |
| Ad nauseum | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| (Pulled round) | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored | |
| (Trousers) | |
| Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so | |
| (Tighter) | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| (Tighter) | |
| It's to wait for you | |
| Rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| (Pulled round) | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored | |
| (Trousers) | |
| Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so | |
| (Tighter) | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| (Tighter) | |
| It's to wait for you | |
| Rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled round | |
| Trousers | |
| Tighter | |
| Tighter | |
| Their fan I tickle | |
| From serpents to dragons | |
| I'd immerse you in flame | |
| Your milk and your passion | |
| Lead weight for his from his old turn | |
| The young, I was eagerest | |
| I'm losing the stars | |
| I enlisted to find you | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest(wrist) | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war all we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions | |
| They turn infant's breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| Their little hands | |
| Smooth all things | |
| Ad nauseum | |
| Things old | |
| And young | |
| Very young | |
| Rise here comes our reason | |
| of the stars I enlisted to find you | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| (Pulled round) | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed | |
| (Trousers) | |
| Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so | |
| (Tighter) | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| (Tighter) | |
| It's to wait for you | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| (Pulled round) | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed | |
| (Trousers) | |
| Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so | |
| (Tighter) | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| (Tighter) | |
| It's to wait for you | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of |
| zuo ci : Cocteau Twins | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest wrist | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war or we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions indications | |
| They turn infant' s breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest wrist | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war or we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions indications | |
| They turn infant' s breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| Their little hands | |
| Smooth all things | |
| Ad nauseum | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycolored | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycolored | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled round | |
| Trousers | |
| Tighter | |
| Tighter | |
| Their fan I tickle | |
| From serpents to dragons | |
| I' d immerse you in flame | |
| Your milk and your passion | |
| Lead weight for his from his old turn | |
| The young, I was eagerest | |
| I' m losing the stars | |
| I enlisted to find you | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest wrist | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war all we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions | |
| They turn infant' s breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| Their little hands | |
| Smooth all things | |
| Ad nauseum | |
| Things old | |
| And young | |
| Very young | |
| Rise here comes our reason | |
| of the stars I enlisted to find you | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycoloursed | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music, it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycoloursed | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music, it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of |
| zuò cí : Cocteau Twins | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest wrist | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war or we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions indications | |
| They turn infant' s breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest wrist | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war or we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions indications | |
| They turn infant' s breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| Their little hands | |
| Smooth all things | |
| Ad nauseum | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycolored | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycolored | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled rounder | |
| Pulled round | |
| Trousers | |
| Tighter | |
| Tighter | |
| Their fan I tickle | |
| From serpents to dragons | |
| I' d immerse you in flame | |
| Your milk and your passion | |
| Lead weight for his from his old turn | |
| The young, I was eagerest | |
| I' m losing the stars | |
| I enlisted to find you | |
| I buckle and rosed | |
| As god and the rest wrist | |
| How mere riches be | |
| A war all we lose | |
| Close into symbols | |
| A fly drinks the ignitions | |
| They turn infant' s breath my | |
| Milk and wrap to her baby | |
| In day | |
| And night to come | |
| Their little hands | |
| Smooth all things | |
| Ad nauseum | |
| Things old | |
| And young | |
| Very young | |
| Rise here comes our reason | |
| of the stars I enlisted to find you | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycoloursed | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music, it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening | |
| Pulled round | |
| Eyes on the usually science of cherrycoloursed | |
| Trousers | |
| Limelight not the music, it' s plain as as can be so | |
| Tighter | |
| All of the time I improvise by making sure | |
| Tighter | |
| It' s to wait for you | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of | |
| Pulled round of |