Song | The Food Song |
Artist | Eagle-Eye Cherry |
Album | Sub Rosa |
作曲 : Eagle-Eye Cherry & Cameron McVey & Paul Simm & Jeremy Shaw | |
Recipes are just combinations | |
And what are these just mere salutations | |
When they plead for our salvation | |
Are these just the lies that feed our nations | |
As enemies we never learn | |
A shaking hand is never firm | |
But as the path clears we turn away from it all | |
All these jealousies we have earned | |
Oh so shamelessly they still return | |
All the outlandish lessons we have burned | |
Yes and we're imprisoned by the whole thing | |
Who gets something really good to eat | |
Why do we want the world to fall at our feet | |
Like a child throws its food to the floor | |
Like an apple that is rotten to the core | |
As all the memories they kick in | |
The gravy, it is thickening | |
The combination is sickening | |
But we still press on | |
And as all the memories they kick | |
While the gravy it is thickening | |
And the combination is sickening | |
But we still press on | |
How to know what's in your head | |
How to know if you're just playing dead | |
But it's all gonna be that way when you say you're alone and imprisoned by your yesterdays | |
Oh you know what you really want | |
But yet you've turned yourself into what you don't really wanna be | |
Here we are and we know don't have to be that way yes u know it |
zuò qǔ : EagleEye Cherry Cameron McVey Paul Simm Jeremy Shaw | |
Recipes are just combinations | |
And what are these just mere salutations | |
When they plead for our salvation | |
Are these just the lies that feed our nations | |
As enemies we never learn | |
A shaking hand is never firm | |
But as the path clears we turn away from it all | |
All these jealousies we have earned | |
Oh so shamelessly they still return | |
All the outlandish lessons we have burned | |
Yes and we' re imprisoned by the whole thing | |
Who gets something really good to eat | |
Why do we want the world to fall at our feet | |
Like a child throws its food to the floor | |
Like an apple that is rotten to the core | |
As all the memories they kick in | |
The gravy, it is thickening | |
The combination is sickening | |
But we still press on | |
And as all the memories they kick | |
While the gravy it is thickening | |
And the combination is sickening | |
But we still press on | |
How to know what' s in your head | |
How to know if you' re just playing dead | |
But it' s all gonna be that way when you say you' re alone and imprisoned by your yesterdays | |
Oh you know what you really want | |
But yet you' ve turned yourself into what you don' t really wanna be | |
Here we are and we know don' t have to be that way yes u know it |