Song | Western |
Artist | black midi |
Album | Schlagenheim |
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[00:00.000] | 作词 : Geordie Greep |
[00:01.000] | 作曲 : Cameron Picton/Geordie Greep/Matt Kelvin/Morgan Simpson |
[00:42.394] | We'd wake before daylight |
[00:48.651] | Practice up until noon |
[00:55.909] | He wanted perfection |
[01:02.263] | Always the same tune |
[02:05.111] | After all the shitty things you'd done for me |
[02:13.917] | I left you in a ditch |
[02:19.741] | You were the bank but I was the star on the silver screen |
[02:27.093] | My cheeks made blind men see and they all rose for me |
[02:34.625] | But after all the pretty things you'd done for me |
[02:43.327] | I left you in a ditch |
[02:49.832] | My voice grew hoarse reciting words that you know so well |
[02:55.253] | Though no one heard, they would so soon |
[02:58.391] | Once my sound was known to the finest tastes that set global tone |
[03:04.091] | "And I'll helm the seas of a burgeoning scene as the new-come queen |
[03:10.999] | While you lick your wounds in a hole that's black perpetually" |
[03:20.637] | A pink caterpillar with six anorexic children let me stay |
[03:25.961] | But I had to keep moving through anteater town |
[03:29.211] | After anteater town after anteater town after anteater town after anteater town |
[03:32.751] | I'd spent all your cash by the time I got to Schlagenheim |
[03:39.525] | And your name was gouged, it was no use |
[03:43.107] | To think that you could play |
[03:46.794] | But despite all the stupid plans you set for me |
[03:55.722] | You're still in that ditch |
[04:15.769] | And I was led here after some talk of atmospheres |
[04:23.059] | I skipped the line, made it known that I was one to see |
[04:30.115] | The desk was pain, said I did not fit |
[04:37.093] | No time for ploys and games, I made my way |
[04:44.179] | Through flocks of imbeciles, I crawled through my entry point |
[04:51.188] | But the curtain drew, I was too late |
[04:54.553] | In a white suit stuffed with hay, you were on stage |
[04:59.452] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:04.345] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:09.452] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:53.739] | Lights came dim and hands came one |
[05:59.650] | Though not for me |
[06:06.067] | He sat and began the sound |
[06:10.475] | It sang the chords of my memory, implying that tune |
[06:19.687] |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Geordie Greep |
[00:01.000] | zuo qu : Cameron Picton Geordie Greep Matt Kelvin Morgan Simpson |
[00:42.394] | We' d wake before daylight |
[00:48.651] | Practice up until noon |
[00:55.909] | He wanted perfection |
[01:02.263] | Always the same tune |
[02:05.111] | After all the shitty things you' d done for me |
[02:13.917] | I left you in a ditch |
[02:19.741] | You were the bank but I was the star on the silver screen |
[02:27.093] | My cheeks made blind men see and they all rose for me |
[02:34.625] | But after all the pretty things you' d done for me |
[02:43.327] | I left you in a ditch |
[02:49.832] | My voice grew hoarse reciting words that you know so well |
[02:55.253] | Though no one heard, they would so soon |
[02:58.391] | Once my sound was known to the finest tastes that set global tone |
[03:04.091] | " And I' ll helm the seas of a burgeoning scene as the newcome queen |
[03:10.999] | While you lick your wounds in a hole that' s black perpetually" |
[03:20.637] | A pink caterpillar with six anorexic children let me stay |
[03:25.961] | But I had to keep moving through anteater town |
[03:29.211] | After anteater town after anteater town after anteater town after anteater town |
[03:32.751] | I' d spent all your cash by the time I got to Schlagenheim |
[03:39.525] | And your name was gouged, it was no use |
[03:43.107] | To think that you could play |
[03:46.794] | But despite all the stupid plans you set for me |
[03:55.722] | You' re still in that ditch |
[04:15.769] | And I was led here after some talk of atmospheres |
[04:23.059] | I skipped the line, made it known that I was one to see |
[04:30.115] | The desk was pain, said I did not fit |
[04:37.093] | No time for ploys and games, I made my way |
[04:44.179] | Through flocks of imbeciles, I crawled through my entry point |
[04:51.188] | But the curtain drew, I was too late |
[04:54.553] | In a white suit stuffed with hay, you were on stage |
[04:59.452] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:04.345] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:09.452] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:53.739] | Lights came dim and hands came one |
[05:59.650] | Though not for me |
[06:06.067] | He sat and began the sound |
[06:10.475] | It sang the chords of my memory, implying that tune |
[06:19.687] |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Geordie Greep |
[00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Cameron Picton Geordie Greep Matt Kelvin Morgan Simpson |
[00:42.394] | We' d wake before daylight |
[00:48.651] | Practice up until noon |
[00:55.909] | He wanted perfection |
[01:02.263] | Always the same tune |
[02:05.111] | After all the shitty things you' d done for me |
[02:13.917] | I left you in a ditch |
[02:19.741] | You were the bank but I was the star on the silver screen |
[02:27.093] | My cheeks made blind men see and they all rose for me |
[02:34.625] | But after all the pretty things you' d done for me |
[02:43.327] | I left you in a ditch |
[02:49.832] | My voice grew hoarse reciting words that you know so well |
[02:55.253] | Though no one heard, they would so soon |
[02:58.391] | Once my sound was known to the finest tastes that set global tone |
[03:04.091] | " And I' ll helm the seas of a burgeoning scene as the newcome queen |
[03:10.999] | While you lick your wounds in a hole that' s black perpetually" |
[03:20.637] | A pink caterpillar with six anorexic children let me stay |
[03:25.961] | But I had to keep moving through anteater town |
[03:29.211] | After anteater town after anteater town after anteater town after anteater town |
[03:32.751] | I' d spent all your cash by the time I got to Schlagenheim |
[03:39.525] | And your name was gouged, it was no use |
[03:43.107] | To think that you could play |
[03:46.794] | But despite all the stupid plans you set for me |
[03:55.722] | You' re still in that ditch |
[04:15.769] | And I was led here after some talk of atmospheres |
[04:23.059] | I skipped the line, made it known that I was one to see |
[04:30.115] | The desk was pain, said I did not fit |
[04:37.093] | No time for ploys and games, I made my way |
[04:44.179] | Through flocks of imbeciles, I crawled through my entry point |
[04:51.188] | But the curtain drew, I was too late |
[04:54.553] | In a white suit stuffed with hay, you were on stage |
[04:59.452] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:04.345] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:09.452] | You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage |
[05:53.739] | Lights came dim and hands came one |
[05:59.650] | Though not for me |
[06:06.067] | He sat and began the sound |
[06:10.475] | It sang the chords of my memory, implying that tune |
[06:19.687] |