| Song | Instant Street |
| Artist | dEUS |
| Album | No More Loud Music - The Singles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Tom Barman & Danny Mommens & Craig Ward | |
| 作词 : Barman, Mommens, Ward | |
| You're probably right, seen from your side, that I've been lucky | |
| But I've been meaning to crack all week | |
| Yes, I've been involved, it never resolved to anything shocking | |
| And pains playing yo-yo in my body as we speak | |
| And now I found something to look for | |
| And I can't decide | |
| 'Cause I might find that to stroll behind is better than to score | |
| Just like I did before | |
| It wouldn't be true, not towards you, to say that I'm staying | |
| When on every single impulse, on every other move I react | |
| 'Cause in any old creek, with changing technique, you'll see me playing | |
| After any old mother****ing blow I'll be back | |
| We turned away from instant stuff | |
| Our cracking codes were breaking up | |
| Our words were sucked out, it made them clean | |
| And after lowness say it | |
| And after more let it be known | |
| Our codes are grown into something mean | |
| You're probably right, as for tonight, you're making me nervous | |
| What is it you want me to be thinking of? | |
| I'll put on a movie, I'll play something groovy as a matter of service | |
| And I'll chuckle when you smile as a matter of love | |
| And you know it's not my style to be giving up now | |
| This pain in my side, I had enough | |
| This time I go for Instant Street | |
| This life's a soulless excuse | |
| For all abuse and parenthesis | |
| The flyspecked windows and the | |
| The stinking lobbies, they'll remain | |
| All the same, all the same | |
| This time I go | |
| This time I go |
| zuo qu : Tom Barman Danny Mommens Craig Ward | |
| zuo ci : Barman, Mommens, Ward | |
| You' re probably right, seen from your side, that I' ve been lucky | |
| But I' ve been meaning to crack all week | |
| Yes, I' ve been involved, it never resolved to anything shocking | |
| And pains playing yoyo in my body as we speak | |
| And now I found something to look for | |
| And I can' t decide | |
| ' Cause I might find that to stroll behind is better than to score | |
| Just like I did before | |
| It wouldn' t be true, not towards you, to say that I' m staying | |
| When on every single impulse, on every other move I react | |
| ' Cause in any old creek, with changing technique, you' ll see me playing | |
| After any old mother ing blow I' ll be back | |
| We turned away from instant stuff | |
| Our cracking codes were breaking up | |
| Our words were sucked out, it made them clean | |
| And after lowness say it | |
| And after more let it be known | |
| Our codes are grown into something mean | |
| You' re probably right, as for tonight, you' re making me nervous | |
| What is it you want me to be thinking of? | |
| I' ll put on a movie, I' ll play something groovy as a matter of service | |
| And I' ll chuckle when you smile as a matter of love | |
| And you know it' s not my style to be giving up now | |
| This pain in my side, I had enough | |
| This time I go for Instant Street | |
| This life' s a soulless excuse | |
| For all abuse and parenthesis | |
| The flyspecked windows and the | |
| The stinking lobbies, they' ll remain | |
| All the same, all the same | |
| This time I go | |
| This time I go |
| zuò qǔ : Tom Barman Danny Mommens Craig Ward | |
| zuò cí : Barman, Mommens, Ward | |
| You' re probably right, seen from your side, that I' ve been lucky | |
| But I' ve been meaning to crack all week | |
| Yes, I' ve been involved, it never resolved to anything shocking | |
| And pains playing yoyo in my body as we speak | |
| And now I found something to look for | |
| And I can' t decide | |
| ' Cause I might find that to stroll behind is better than to score | |
| Just like I did before | |
| It wouldn' t be true, not towards you, to say that I' m staying | |
| When on every single impulse, on every other move I react | |
| ' Cause in any old creek, with changing technique, you' ll see me playing | |
| After any old mother ing blow I' ll be back | |
| We turned away from instant stuff | |
| Our cracking codes were breaking up | |
| Our words were sucked out, it made them clean | |
| And after lowness say it | |
| And after more let it be known | |
| Our codes are grown into something mean | |
| You' re probably right, as for tonight, you' re making me nervous | |
| What is it you want me to be thinking of? | |
| I' ll put on a movie, I' ll play something groovy as a matter of service | |
| And I' ll chuckle when you smile as a matter of love | |
| And you know it' s not my style to be giving up now | |
| This pain in my side, I had enough | |
| This time I go for Instant Street | |
| This life' s a soulless excuse | |
| For all abuse and parenthesis | |
| The flyspecked windows and the | |
| The stinking lobbies, they' ll remain | |
| All the same, all the same | |
| This time I go | |
| This time I go |