Song | Little Red Robin Hood Hit The Road |
Artist | Robert Wyatt |
Album | Rock Bottom |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Wyatt |
[00:00.10] | In the garden of England |
[00:05.56] | Dead moles lie inside their holes |
[00:12.11] | The dead-end tunnels crumble |
[00:19.44] | In the rain, underfoot |
[00:24.96] | Innit a shame? |
[01:42.37] | Can't you see them? |
[01:45.25] | Can't you see them? |
[01:47.88] | Roots can't hold them |
[01:50.66] | Bugs console them |
[01:53.34] | Can't you see them? |
[01:56.14] | Can't you see them? |
[01:58.97] | Roots can't hold them |
[02:01.55] | Bugs console them |
[02:04.18] | Can't you see them? |
[02:06.91] | Can't you see them? |
[02:09.59] | Can't you see them? |
[02:12.22] | Can't you see them? |
[02:14.91] | (repeat to fade) |
[03:39.34] | I fight with the handle of my little brown broom |
[03:47.93] | I pull out the wires of the telephone |
[03:56.36] | I hurt in the head, and I hurt in the aching bone |
[04:04.57] | Now I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone |
[04:13.23] | I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf |
[04:21.79] | I want it. I want it. I want it. Give it to me |
[04:30.38] | I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea |
[04:55.17] | I lie in the road, try to trip up the passing cars |
[05:03.27] | Yes, me and the hedgehog, we bursting the tyres all day |
[05:27.87] | As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun |
[05:35.77] | I reflect on the life of the highwayman, yum yum |
[05:44.31] | Now I smash up the telly and what's left of the broken phone |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Wyatt |
[00:00.10] | In the garden of England |
[00:05.56] | Dead moles lie inside their holes |
[00:12.11] | The deadend tunnels crumble |
[00:19.44] | In the rain, underfoot |
[00:24.96] | Innit a shame? |
[01:42.37] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:45.25] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:47.88] | Roots can' t hold them |
[01:50.66] | Bugs console them |
[01:53.34] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:56.14] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:58.97] | Roots can' t hold them |
[02:01.55] | Bugs console them |
[02:04.18] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:06.91] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:09.59] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:12.22] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:14.91] | repeat to fade |
[03:39.34] | I fight with the handle of my little brown broom |
[03:47.93] | I pull out the wires of the telephone |
[03:56.36] | I hurt in the head, and I hurt in the aching bone |
[04:04.57] | Now I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone |
[04:13.23] | I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf |
[04:21.79] | I want it. I want it. I want it. Give it to me |
[04:30.38] | I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea |
[04:55.17] | I lie in the road, try to trip up the passing cars |
[05:03.27] | Yes, me and the hedgehog, we bursting the tyres all day |
[05:27.87] | As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun |
[05:35.77] | I reflect on the life of the highwayman, yum yum |
[05:44.31] | Now I smash up the telly and what' s left of the broken phone |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Wyatt |
[00:00.10] | In the garden of England |
[00:05.56] | Dead moles lie inside their holes |
[00:12.11] | The deadend tunnels crumble |
[00:19.44] | In the rain, underfoot |
[00:24.96] | Innit a shame? |
[01:42.37] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:45.25] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:47.88] | Roots can' t hold them |
[01:50.66] | Bugs console them |
[01:53.34] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:56.14] | Can' t you see them? |
[01:58.97] | Roots can' t hold them |
[02:01.55] | Bugs console them |
[02:04.18] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:06.91] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:09.59] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:12.22] | Can' t you see them? |
[02:14.91] | repeat to fade |
[03:39.34] | I fight with the handle of my little brown broom |
[03:47.93] | I pull out the wires of the telephone |
[03:56.36] | I hurt in the head, and I hurt in the aching bone |
[04:04.57] | Now I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone |
[04:13.23] | I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf |
[04:21.79] | I want it. I want it. I want it. Give it to me |
[04:30.38] | I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea |
[04:55.17] | I lie in the road, try to trip up the passing cars |
[05:03.27] | Yes, me and the hedgehog, we bursting the tyres all day |
[05:27.87] | As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun |
[05:35.77] | I reflect on the life of the highwayman, yum yum |
[05:44.31] | Now I smash up the telly and what' s left of the broken phone |