Song | Fine How'd Ya Do |
Artist | Grant Lee Buffalo |
Album | Jubilee |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Phillips | |
Now the troubadours are outside the court | |
With their gramophones and rifles | |
And an awful cloud is daring to pour | |
Such a wild scene a 3-d picture bible story | |
And the floats of tinsel garland are downed | |
Stalled for blocks on the parade route | |
But the majorette still twirls in the rain | |
And the marching band goes soaking wet | |
And that's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
See the ladies in their queen union suits | |
Shuffling gaily for the camera | |
Doing high kicks in their felt button boots | |
While the men puff their cigarettes from panama | |
Like the baby dolls of bisque on display | |
In the shops of barcelona | |
There's a blankness that falls over his face | |
As the speaker makes his way up to the podium | |
Could he be so blind to sip lemonade | |
In such a dire time well that's a fine | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
Ah ah | |
Holding hostage in the opium dens | |
That are tucked behind the alleyway | |
Where the corridors of amsterdam bend | |
'neath the windows where the harlots pose like mannequins | |
No one thinks of them on valentines (do ya do) | |
There's no chocolate box or cards to read | |
And that's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That's a fine how |
zuo ci : Phillips | |
Now the troubadours are outside the court | |
With their gramophones and rifles | |
And an awful cloud is daring to pour | |
Such a wild scene a 3d picture bible story | |
And the floats of tinsel garland are downed | |
Stalled for blocks on the parade route | |
But the majorette still twirls in the rain | |
And the marching band goes soaking wet | |
And that' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
See the ladies in their queen union suits | |
Shuffling gaily for the camera | |
Doing high kicks in their felt button boots | |
While the men puff their cigarettes from panama | |
Like the baby dolls of bisque on display | |
In the shops of barcelona | |
There' s a blankness that falls over his face | |
As the speaker makes his way up to the podium | |
Could he be so blind to sip lemonade | |
In such a dire time well that' s a fine | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
Ah ah | |
Holding hostage in the opium dens | |
That are tucked behind the alleyway | |
Where the corridors of amsterdam bend | |
' neath the windows where the harlots pose like mannequins | |
No one thinks of them on valentines do ya do | |
There' s no chocolate box or cards to read | |
And that' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how |
zuò cí : Phillips | |
Now the troubadours are outside the court | |
With their gramophones and rifles | |
And an awful cloud is daring to pour | |
Such a wild scene a 3d picture bible story | |
And the floats of tinsel garland are downed | |
Stalled for blocks on the parade route | |
But the majorette still twirls in the rain | |
And the marching band goes soaking wet | |
And that' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
See the ladies in their queen union suits | |
Shuffling gaily for the camera | |
Doing high kicks in their felt button boots | |
While the men puff their cigarettes from panama | |
Like the baby dolls of bisque on display | |
In the shops of barcelona | |
There' s a blankness that falls over his face | |
As the speaker makes his way up to the podium | |
Could he be so blind to sip lemonade | |
In such a dire time well that' s a fine | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
Ah ah | |
Holding hostage in the opium dens | |
That are tucked behind the alleyway | |
Where the corridors of amsterdam bend | |
' neath the windows where the harlots pose like mannequins | |
No one thinks of them on valentines do ya do | |
There' s no chocolate box or cards to read | |
And that' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how | |
Do ya do do ya do | |
That' s a fine how |