Song | The Other Side Of The Fence |
Artist | Jonny Lang |
Album | Turn Around |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lang, Ramsey, Sanders | |
The grass is always greener | |
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah | |
But the dog over there might be meaner | |
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah | |
The car in the driveway looks longer | |
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah | |
Does anything ever go wrong there | |
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah? | |
Stay in your own yard, stay in your own yard | |
Be happy in your own yard ' | |
Cause everything glitters that really ain't gold, yeah | |
Future always look brighter | |
On the other side of the charts, yeah, yeah | |
But then everybody wish to come over | |
But they don't want to come back, no, no | |
They live like kings and queens | |
On the best side of the town, yeah, yeah | |
But they're gonna have to make room for me | |
On the best side of the town, sure enough | |
Well, jealousy a cold thing [?] | |
All the [?] pain | |
Everything glitters that really ain't gold, no | |
It's not what it looks like, it really ain't gold | |
Steady running 'bout what [?] | |
Gotta make the most of what you got | |
Steady keeping up [?] | |
Gotta look out for your own | |
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard | |
Be happy in your own yard, yeah, your own yard | |
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard | |
Happy in your own yard | |
Everything glitters that really ain't gold, yeah |
zuo qu : Lang, Ramsey, Sanders | |
The grass is always greener | |
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah | |
But the dog over there might be meaner | |
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah | |
The car in the driveway looks longer | |
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah | |
Does anything ever go wrong there | |
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah? | |
Stay in your own yard, stay in your own yard | |
Be happy in your own yard ' | |
Cause everything glitters that really ain' t gold, yeah | |
Future always look brighter | |
On the other side of the charts, yeah, yeah | |
But then everybody wish to come over | |
But they don' t want to come back, no, no | |
They live like kings and queens | |
On the best side of the town, yeah, yeah | |
But they' re gonna have to make room for me | |
On the best side of the town, sure enough | |
Well, jealousy a cold thing ? | |
All the ? pain | |
Everything glitters that really ain' t gold, no | |
It' s not what it looks like, it really ain' t gold | |
Steady running ' bout what ? | |
Gotta make the most of what you got | |
Steady keeping up ? | |
Gotta look out for your own | |
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard | |
Be happy in your own yard, yeah, your own yard | |
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard | |
Happy in your own yard | |
Everything glitters that really ain' t gold, yeah |
zuò qǔ : Lang, Ramsey, Sanders | |
The grass is always greener | |
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah | |
But the dog over there might be meaner | |
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah | |
The car in the driveway looks longer | |
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah | |
Does anything ever go wrong there | |
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah? | |
Stay in your own yard, stay in your own yard | |
Be happy in your own yard ' | |
Cause everything glitters that really ain' t gold, yeah | |
Future always look brighter | |
On the other side of the charts, yeah, yeah | |
But then everybody wish to come over | |
But they don' t want to come back, no, no | |
They live like kings and queens | |
On the best side of the town, yeah, yeah | |
But they' re gonna have to make room for me | |
On the best side of the town, sure enough | |
Well, jealousy a cold thing ? | |
All the ? pain | |
Everything glitters that really ain' t gold, no | |
It' s not what it looks like, it really ain' t gold | |
Steady running ' bout what ? | |
Gotta make the most of what you got | |
Steady keeping up ? | |
Gotta look out for your own | |
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard | |
Be happy in your own yard, yeah, your own yard | |
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard | |
Happy in your own yard | |
Everything glitters that really ain' t gold, yeah |