| Song | Junk Bond Trader |
| Artist | Elliott Smith |
| Album | Figure 8 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Smith |
| [00:28.240] | the imitation picks you up like a habit |
| [00:32.050] | riding in the glow of the tv static |
| [00:35.970] | taking out the trash to the man |
| [00:39.710] | give the people something they understand |
| [00:43.020] | mistake a nervous flash for a fine-line smile |
| [00:46.480] | junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock |
| [00:50.110] | rich man in a poor mans clothes |
| [00:53.650] | the permanent installment of the daily dose |
| [01:10.960] | and you tell me, ";fool, you tell it like it is"; |
| [01:15.690] | your walls gone wider than your head trip is |
| [01:19.160] | checking into a small reality |
| [01:22.450] | void as a drug you take too regularly |
| [01:26.600] | the apple needs to laugh; the broken crutch |
| [01:29.890] | the first two folded at the slightest touch |
| [01:34.020] | brought down like an old hotel |
| [01:36.830] | people digging through the rubble for things they can resell |
| [01:41.610] | ";happy holidays,"; said sid the saviour |
| [01:48.500] | believe in love i still favour |
| [01:55.180] | i wont take your medicine |
| [01:59.330] | i dont need a remedy |
| [02:02.920] | to be everything im supposed to be |
| [02:09.460] | i dont want nobody else |
| [02:13.530] | i can do it by myself |
| [02:16.540] | were meant to be together |
| [02:51.950] | now im a policeman directing traffic |
| [02:55.710] | keeping everything moving, everything static |
| [02:59.630] | im the hitchhiker you recognize passing |
| [03:03.330] | on your way to some everlasting... |
| [03:07.670] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:14.540] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:21.700] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:28.780] | better sell it while you can |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Smith |
| [00:28.240] | the imitation picks you up like a habit |
| [00:32.050] | riding in the glow of the tv static |
| [00:35.970] | taking out the trash to the man |
| [00:39.710] | give the people something they understand |
| [00:43.020] | mistake a nervous flash for a fineline smile |
| [00:46.480] | junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock |
| [00:50.110] | rich man in a poor mans clothes |
| [00:53.650] | the permanent installment of the daily dose |
| [01:10.960] | and you tell me, " fool, you tell it like it is" |
| [01:15.690] | your walls gone wider than your head trip is |
| [01:19.160] | checking into a small reality |
| [01:22.450] | void as a drug you take too regularly |
| [01:26.600] | the apple needs to laugh the broken crutch |
| [01:29.890] | the first two folded at the slightest touch |
| [01:34.020] | brought down like an old hotel |
| [01:36.830] | people digging through the rubble for things they can resell |
| [01:41.610] | " happy holidays," said sid the saviour |
| [01:48.500] | believe in love i still favour |
| [01:55.180] | i wont take your medicine |
| [01:59.330] | i dont need a remedy |
| [02:02.920] | to be everything im supposed to be |
| [02:09.460] | i dont want nobody else |
| [02:13.530] | i can do it by myself |
| [02:16.540] | were meant to be together |
| [02:51.950] | now im a policeman directing traffic |
| [02:55.710] | keeping everything moving, everything static |
| [02:59.630] | im the hitchhiker you recognize passing |
| [03:03.330] | on your way to some everlasting... |
| [03:07.670] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:14.540] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:21.700] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:28.780] | better sell it while you can |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Smith |
| [00:28.240] | the imitation picks you up like a habit |
| [00:32.050] | riding in the glow of the tv static |
| [00:35.970] | taking out the trash to the man |
| [00:39.710] | give the people something they understand |
| [00:43.020] | mistake a nervous flash for a fineline smile |
| [00:46.480] | junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock |
| [00:50.110] | rich man in a poor mans clothes |
| [00:53.650] | the permanent installment of the daily dose |
| [01:10.960] | and you tell me, " fool, you tell it like it is" |
| [01:15.690] | your walls gone wider than your head trip is |
| [01:19.160] | checking into a small reality |
| [01:22.450] | void as a drug you take too regularly |
| [01:26.600] | the apple needs to laugh the broken crutch |
| [01:29.890] | the first two folded at the slightest touch |
| [01:34.020] | brought down like an old hotel |
| [01:36.830] | people digging through the rubble for things they can resell |
| [01:41.610] | " happy holidays," said sid the saviour |
| [01:48.500] | believe in love i still favour |
| [01:55.180] | i wont take your medicine |
| [01:59.330] | i dont need a remedy |
| [02:02.920] | to be everything im supposed to be |
| [02:09.460] | i dont want nobody else |
| [02:13.530] | i can do it by myself |
| [02:16.540] | were meant to be together |
| [02:51.950] | now im a policeman directing traffic |
| [02:55.710] | keeping everything moving, everything static |
| [02:59.630] | im the hitchhiker you recognize passing |
| [03:03.330] | on your way to some everlasting... |
| [03:07.670] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:14.540] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:21.700] | better sell it while you can |
| [03:28.780] | better sell it while you can |