Song | Bells And Horns In The Back Of Beyond - Remastered Version |
Artist | Midnight Oil |
Album | Red Sails In The Sunset |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Midnight Oil | |
The southern aurora was late again | |
As i waited at central to take you home | |
Winking spinning sparkling lights on our flat earth | |
You talk about the old groundling ways | |
Where the suburbs summer pulse and play in wrinkled sand and | |
Never never never neverland | |
I get home i see them drive down | |
I look out and see those lines and lines and lines of swell and | |
Smiles | |
Coolangatta, what's the matter? | |
Paradise, it's a surfer's world and flashing lights and real | |
Estate | |
With one last wave | |
Ahhh, get up and run | |
'cause there's a beach lies quiet near the open sea | |
And a carpark lay streched where the bindis used to be | |
When will i be yours | |
When will i be mine |
zuo ci : Midnight Oil | |
The southern aurora was late again | |
As i waited at central to take you home | |
Winking spinning sparkling lights on our flat earth | |
You talk about the old groundling ways | |
Where the suburbs summer pulse and play in wrinkled sand and | |
Never never never neverland | |
I get home i see them drive down | |
I look out and see those lines and lines and lines of swell and | |
Smiles | |
Coolangatta, what' s the matter? | |
Paradise, it' s a surfer' s world and flashing lights and real | |
Estate | |
With one last wave | |
Ahhh, get up and run | |
' cause there' s a beach lies quiet near the open sea | |
And a carpark lay streched where the bindis used to be | |
When will i be yours | |
When will i be mine |
zuò cí : Midnight Oil | |
The southern aurora was late again | |
As i waited at central to take you home | |
Winking spinning sparkling lights on our flat earth | |
You talk about the old groundling ways | |
Where the suburbs summer pulse and play in wrinkled sand and | |
Never never never neverland | |
I get home i see them drive down | |
I look out and see those lines and lines and lines of swell and | |
Smiles | |
Coolangatta, what' s the matter? | |
Paradise, it' s a surfer' s world and flashing lights and real | |
Estate | |
With one last wave | |
Ahhh, get up and run | |
' cause there' s a beach lies quiet near the open sea | |
And a carpark lay streched where the bindis used to be | |
When will i be yours | |
When will i be mine |