| Song | E-Beat |
| Artist | Midnight Oil |
| Album | Breathe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Midnight Oil | |
| There is a place we're coming to | |
| It is not green it is not blue | |
| I hope that you understand | |
| The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores | |
| Save me, please save me | |
| We got to prick that bubble in the shopping arcade | |
| Gonna make amends for the things we've said | |
| I do hope that you understand | |
| Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand | |
| Whose gonna lead us on to some promised land | |
| Save me | |
| The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores | |
| Yeah tell me, please save me | |
| The land lives longer if we listen to the earth beat | |
| Lives go forward if we listen to the hearts speak | |
| Seasons won't falter, stars won't fade away | |
| I know | |
| Gonna find myself a place in the country | |
| Wake up and reach out and breathe real air | |
| Do you know how it feels clean tissue no scars | |
| Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand | |
| Whose gonna lead us onto some kind of promised land | |
| Save me | |
| Devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the cut price the liquor stores | |
| I say | |
| The land lives longer if we listen to our hearts speak | |
| Lives go forward if we listen to the earth beat | |
| Seasons won't falter, stars won't fade away | |
| Fade away | |
| They won't fade away |
| zuo ci : Midnight Oil | |
| There is a place we' re coming to | |
| It is not green it is not blue | |
| I hope that you understand | |
| The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores | |
| Save me, please save me | |
| We got to prick that bubble in the shopping arcade | |
| Gonna make amends for the things we' ve said | |
| I do hope that you understand | |
| Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand | |
| Whose gonna lead us on to some promised land | |
| Save me | |
| The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores | |
| Yeah tell me, please save me | |
| The land lives longer if we listen to the earth beat | |
| Lives go forward if we listen to the hearts speak | |
| Seasons won' t falter, stars won' t fade away | |
| I know | |
| Gonna find myself a place in the country | |
| Wake up and reach out and breathe real air | |
| Do you know how it feels clean tissue no scars | |
| Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand | |
| Whose gonna lead us onto some kind of promised land | |
| Save me | |
| Devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the cut price the liquor stores | |
| I say | |
| The land lives longer if we listen to our hearts speak | |
| Lives go forward if we listen to the earth beat | |
| Seasons won' t falter, stars won' t fade away | |
| Fade away | |
| They won' t fade away |
| zuò cí : Midnight Oil | |
| There is a place we' re coming to | |
| It is not green it is not blue | |
| I hope that you understand | |
| The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores | |
| Save me, please save me | |
| We got to prick that bubble in the shopping arcade | |
| Gonna make amends for the things we' ve said | |
| I do hope that you understand | |
| Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand | |
| Whose gonna lead us on to some promised land | |
| Save me | |
| The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores | |
| Yeah tell me, please save me | |
| The land lives longer if we listen to the earth beat | |
| Lives go forward if we listen to the hearts speak | |
| Seasons won' t falter, stars won' t fade away | |
| I know | |
| Gonna find myself a place in the country | |
| Wake up and reach out and breathe real air | |
| Do you know how it feels clean tissue no scars | |
| Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand | |
| Whose gonna lead us onto some kind of promised land | |
| Save me | |
| Devil was a dancing on the old foreshore | |
| Hitting up on bright lights and the cut price the liquor stores | |
| I say | |
| The land lives longer if we listen to our hearts speak | |
| Lives go forward if we listen to the earth beat | |
| Seasons won' t falter, stars won' t fade away | |
| Fade away | |
| They won' t fade away |