Song | Echos Myron |
Artist | Guided by Voices |
Album | Live From Austin TX |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pollard | |
Tower to the skies | |
An academy of lies | |
And what goes up | |
Surely must come down | |
And we felt the mighty blow-up | |
With the walls coming down | |
Or something like that | |
Most of us are quite pleased | |
With the same old song | |
And all of a sudden i'm relatively sane | |
With everything to lose and nothing to gain | |
Or something like that | |
Man of wisdom and man of compromise | |
Man of weak flesh in an armored disguise | |
All fall down | |
"if it's right you can tell" echos myron like a siren | |
With endurance like the liberty bell | |
And he tells you of the dreamers | |
But he's cracked up like the road | |
And he'd like to lift us up, but we're a very heavy load | |
And we're finally here and shit yeah it's cool | |
And shouldn't it be - or something like that |
zuo ci : Pollard | |
Tower to the skies | |
An academy of lies | |
And what goes up | |
Surely must come down | |
And we felt the mighty blowup | |
With the walls coming down | |
Or something like that | |
Most of us are quite pleased | |
With the same old song | |
And all of a sudden i' m relatively sane | |
With everything to lose and nothing to gain | |
Or something like that | |
Man of wisdom and man of compromise | |
Man of weak flesh in an armored disguise | |
All fall down | |
" if it' s right you can tell" echos myron like a siren | |
With endurance like the liberty bell | |
And he tells you of the dreamers | |
But he' s cracked up like the road | |
And he' d like to lift us up, but we' re a very heavy load | |
And we' re finally here and shit yeah it' s cool | |
And shouldn' t it be or something like that |
zuò cí : Pollard | |
Tower to the skies | |
An academy of lies | |
And what goes up | |
Surely must come down | |
And we felt the mighty blowup | |
With the walls coming down | |
Or something like that | |
Most of us are quite pleased | |
With the same old song | |
And all of a sudden i' m relatively sane | |
With everything to lose and nothing to gain | |
Or something like that | |
Man of wisdom and man of compromise | |
Man of weak flesh in an armored disguise | |
All fall down | |
" if it' s right you can tell" echos myron like a siren | |
With endurance like the liberty bell | |
And he tells you of the dreamers | |
But he' s cracked up like the road | |
And he' d like to lift us up, but we' re a very heavy load | |
And we' re finally here and shit yeah it' s cool | |
And shouldn' t it be or something like that |