Song | Little Bombardier |
Artist | David Bowie |
Album | David Bowie |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Bowie |
[00:01.22] | |
[00:13.70] | War made him a soldier |
[00:17.42] | Little Frankie Mear |
[00:21.34] | Peace left him a loser |
[00:24.84] | The little bombardier |
[00:28.82] | Lines of worry appeared with age |
[00:32.42] | Unskilled hands that knew no trade |
[00:36.30] | Spent his time in the picture house |
[00:39.86] | The little bombardier |
[00:43.84] | |
[00:47.78] | Frankie drank his money |
[00:51.18] | The little that he made |
[00:55.11] | Told his woes to no man |
[00:58.98] | Friendless lonely days |
[01:02.80] | Then one day in the ABC |
[01:06.50] | Four bright eyes gazed longinly |
[01:10.37] | At the ice-cream in the hand of |
[01:13.77] | The little bombardier |
[01:16.99] | |
[01:21.60] | Sunshine entered our Frankie's days |
[01:25.58] | Gone his worries his hopeless maze |
[01:29.08] | His life was fun and his life was full of joy |
[01:36.63] | Two young children had changed his aims |
[01:40.06] | He gave them toffees and played their games |
[01:43.85] | He brought them presents with every coins he made |
[01:49.82] | |
[02:21.81] | Then two gentlemen called him |
[02:25.58] | Asked him for his name |
[02:29.16] | Why was he friends with the children |
[02:33.05] | Were they just a game |
[02:36.97] | Leave them alone or we'll get sore |
[02:40.31] | We've had blokes like you in the station before |
[02:43.96] | The hand of authority said "no more" to |
[02:47.77] | The little bombardier |
[02:52.00] | Packed his bags his heart in pain |
[02:55.82] | Wiped a tear caught a train |
[02:59.49] | Not to be seen in the town again |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bowie |
[00:01.22] | |
[00:13.70] | War made him a soldier |
[00:17.42] | Little Frankie Mear |
[00:21.34] | Peace left him a loser |
[00:24.84] | The little bombardier |
[00:28.82] | Lines of worry appeared with age |
[00:32.42] | Unskilled hands that knew no trade |
[00:36.30] | Spent his time in the picture house |
[00:39.86] | The little bombardier |
[00:43.84] | |
[00:47.78] | Frankie drank his money |
[00:51.18] | The little that he made |
[00:55.11] | Told his woes to no man |
[00:58.98] | Friendless lonely days |
[01:02.80] | Then one day in the ABC |
[01:06.50] | Four bright eyes gazed longinly |
[01:10.37] | At the icecream in the hand of |
[01:13.77] | The little bombardier |
[01:16.99] | |
[01:21.60] | Sunshine entered our Frankie' s days |
[01:25.58] | Gone his worries his hopeless maze |
[01:29.08] | His life was fun and his life was full of joy |
[01:36.63] | Two young children had changed his aims |
[01:40.06] | He gave them toffees and played their games |
[01:43.85] | He brought them presents with every coins he made |
[01:49.82] | |
[02:21.81] | Then two gentlemen called him |
[02:25.58] | Asked him for his name |
[02:29.16] | Why was he friends with the children |
[02:33.05] | Were they just a game |
[02:36.97] | Leave them alone or we' ll get sore |
[02:40.31] | We' ve had blokes like you in the station before |
[02:43.96] | The hand of authority said " no more" to |
[02:47.77] | The little bombardier |
[02:52.00] | Packed his bags his heart in pain |
[02:55.82] | Wiped a tear caught a train |
[02:59.49] | Not to be seen in the town again |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bowie |
[00:01.22] | |
[00:13.70] | War made him a soldier |
[00:17.42] | Little Frankie Mear |
[00:21.34] | Peace left him a loser |
[00:24.84] | The little bombardier |
[00:28.82] | Lines of worry appeared with age |
[00:32.42] | Unskilled hands that knew no trade |
[00:36.30] | Spent his time in the picture house |
[00:39.86] | The little bombardier |
[00:43.84] | |
[00:47.78] | Frankie drank his money |
[00:51.18] | The little that he made |
[00:55.11] | Told his woes to no man |
[00:58.98] | Friendless lonely days |
[01:02.80] | Then one day in the ABC |
[01:06.50] | Four bright eyes gazed longinly |
[01:10.37] | At the icecream in the hand of |
[01:13.77] | The little bombardier |
[01:16.99] | |
[01:21.60] | Sunshine entered our Frankie' s days |
[01:25.58] | Gone his worries his hopeless maze |
[01:29.08] | His life was fun and his life was full of joy |
[01:36.63] | Two young children had changed his aims |
[01:40.06] | He gave them toffees and played their games |
[01:43.85] | He brought them presents with every coins he made |
[01:49.82] | |
[02:21.81] | Then two gentlemen called him |
[02:25.58] | Asked him for his name |
[02:29.16] | Why was he friends with the children |
[02:33.05] | Were they just a game |
[02:36.97] | Leave them alone or we' ll get sore |
[02:40.31] | We' ve had blokes like you in the station before |
[02:43.96] | The hand of authority said " no more" to |
[02:47.77] | The little bombardier |
[02:52.00] | Packed his bags his heart in pain |
[02:55.82] | Wiped a tear caught a train |
[02:59.49] | Not to be seen in the town again |