Song | Loyal to No One |
Artist | Dropkick Murphys |
Album | The Meanest of Times |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Barr, Brennan, Casey ... | |
I first met this man | |
by the Caymen Street tracks | |
In no shape for success | |
headed nowhere too fast | |
He may have been someone once | |
By the sound of his call, | |
Now he answers to no one, | |
No one at all | |
We all die alone, | |
He shouted as he passed | |
with no sense of regret | |
see, he never looked back. | |
Though his pride was wounded, | |
His ego was strong. | |
Yea, that was his trouble, | |
And this is his song | |
[chorus:] | |
You said we die alone, in this case you were right | |
No friends by your side or family in sight | |
There'll be no talking your way out this time | |
So don't count the cash cause you leave it behind | |
His friends come and go like seasons and Tids, | |
He can't keep a woman they all realized. | |
He loves them, leaves them, takes what he needs. | |
He's loyal to no one, no one at all. | |
You were brought up well still, in spite of it all. | |
you were touched by nothing, watch a man fall. | |
Put a foot on his back, to get a better view. | |
Cause your loyal to no one, No one but you | |
[chorus] | |
He was broken and tired, wouldn't take a hand. | |
That kindness so simple, but he couldn't understand. | |
See, it's hard to have faith | |
In something so new. | |
When you're loyal to no one, | |
No one but you | |
[chorus] |
zuo qu : Barr, Brennan, Casey ... | |
I first met this man | |
by the Caymen Street tracks | |
In no shape for success | |
headed nowhere too fast | |
He may have been someone once | |
By the sound of his call, | |
Now he answers to no one, | |
No one at all | |
We all die alone, | |
He shouted as he passed | |
with no sense of regret | |
see, he never looked back. | |
Though his pride was wounded, | |
His ego was strong. | |
Yea, that was his trouble, | |
And this is his song | |
chorus: | |
You said we die alone, in this case you were right | |
No friends by your side or family in sight | |
There' ll be no talking your way out this time | |
So don' t count the cash cause you leave it behind | |
His friends come and go like seasons and Tids, | |
He can' t keep a woman they all realized. | |
He loves them, leaves them, takes what he needs. | |
He' s loyal to no one, no one at all. | |
You were brought up well still, in spite of it all. | |
you were touched by nothing, watch a man fall. | |
Put a foot on his back, to get a better view. | |
Cause your loyal to no one, No one but you | |
chorus | |
He was broken and tired, wouldn' t take a hand. | |
That kindness so simple, but he couldn' t understand. | |
See, it' s hard to have faith | |
In something so new. | |
When you' re loyal to no one, | |
No one but you | |
chorus |
zuò qǔ : Barr, Brennan, Casey ... | |
I first met this man | |
by the Caymen Street tracks | |
In no shape for success | |
headed nowhere too fast | |
He may have been someone once | |
By the sound of his call, | |
Now he answers to no one, | |
No one at all | |
We all die alone, | |
He shouted as he passed | |
with no sense of regret | |
see, he never looked back. | |
Though his pride was wounded, | |
His ego was strong. | |
Yea, that was his trouble, | |
And this is his song | |
chorus: | |
You said we die alone, in this case you were right | |
No friends by your side or family in sight | |
There' ll be no talking your way out this time | |
So don' t count the cash cause you leave it behind | |
His friends come and go like seasons and Tids, | |
He can' t keep a woman they all realized. | |
He loves them, leaves them, takes what he needs. | |
He' s loyal to no one, no one at all. | |
You were brought up well still, in spite of it all. | |
you were touched by nothing, watch a man fall. | |
Put a foot on his back, to get a better view. | |
Cause your loyal to no one, No one but you | |
chorus | |
He was broken and tired, wouldn' t take a hand. | |
That kindness so simple, but he couldn' t understand. | |
See, it' s hard to have faith | |
In something so new. | |
When you' re loyal to no one, | |
No one but you | |
chorus |