Song | Clear Blue Water |
Artist | Bad Breeding |
Album | Exiled |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Charlie Rose | |
作曲 : Charlie Rose | |
Conceit and vanity colour the pool | |
I’m floating free of grim spectacle | |
You know it’s so easy, free to decide | |
Reap the spoils of opportunity, come inside | |
What’s yours is mine, mine is mine | |
But own your own misfortune, I’ll step aside | |
and come back circling when the time is right | |
Swimming in the clear blue water | |
It started with a shake down, one-up sport | |
Now I do my work with faux cross in hand | |
spend my nights laughing at the blighted flats | |
Shine ‘em up and flip ‘em around | |
A quarry blessed by blinkered fools, | |
our prize the labour of provincial scum | |
from stove, to mattress, to grave… | |
Swimming in the clear blue water | |
I am the greatest opportunist | |
ploughing the deepest of your scars | |
Profit cleans the conscience | |
ploughing the deepest of your scars | |
All facile, all surface | |
Encouraged and celebrated | |
Swimming in the clear blue water |
zuo ci : Charlie Rose | |
zuo qu : Charlie Rose | |
Conceit and vanity colour the pool | |
I' m floating free of grim spectacle | |
You know it' s so easy, free to decide | |
Reap the spoils of opportunity, come inside | |
What' s yours is mine, mine is mine | |
But own your own misfortune, I' ll step aside | |
and come back circling when the time is right | |
Swimming in the clear blue water | |
It started with a shake down, oneup sport | |
Now I do my work with faux cross in hand | |
spend my nights laughing at the blighted flats | |
Shine ' em up and flip ' em around | |
A quarry blessed by blinkered fools, | |
our prize the labour of provincial scum | |
from stove, to mattress, to grave | |
Swimming in the clear blue water | |
I am the greatest opportunist | |
ploughing the deepest of your scars | |
Profit cleans the conscience | |
ploughing the deepest of your scars | |
All facile, all surface | |
Encouraged and celebrated | |
Swimming in the clear blue water |
zuò cí : Charlie Rose | |
zuò qǔ : Charlie Rose | |
Conceit and vanity colour the pool | |
I' m floating free of grim spectacle | |
You know it' s so easy, free to decide | |
Reap the spoils of opportunity, come inside | |
What' s yours is mine, mine is mine | |
But own your own misfortune, I' ll step aside | |
and come back circling when the time is right | |
Swimming in the clear blue water | |
It started with a shake down, oneup sport | |
Now I do my work with faux cross in hand | |
spend my nights laughing at the blighted flats | |
Shine ' em up and flip ' em around | |
A quarry blessed by blinkered fools, | |
our prize the labour of provincial scum | |
from stove, to mattress, to grave | |
Swimming in the clear blue water | |
I am the greatest opportunist | |
ploughing the deepest of your scars | |
Profit cleans the conscience | |
ploughing the deepest of your scars | |
All facile, all surface | |
Encouraged and celebrated | |
Swimming in the clear blue water |