Song | The Planet's Hum |
Artist | Spock's Beard |
Album | Octane |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ausmus, DVirgilio, Morse | |
Living life at ease | |
He tries to keep it straight | |
Filling all the cracks | |
Unlocking all the gates | |
Heart - Style - | |
GraceHe gives a little back | |
Makes it very nice | |
Never runs away | |
Rolls his dirty dice | |
Everybody's got to do what they got to do | |
From him and her to me and you | |
Right or wrong, he keeps on movin' his own way | |
Likes to wear a surly frown | |
Even when it's the sunniest of days | |
Thinks he owns the world | |
Feels compelled, hates to tell anything about himself | |
Tryin' to find his reason why | |
Tryin' to make his way up off the shelf | |
Hypnotized by the planet's hum | |
Eyes fixed hard on a silent sun | |
There was a time he'd get out | |
Get out of his own way | |
Let it fly, let it ride in the face of dismay | |
Safe to say he'll try | |
Is he shy, is he crazed | |
Gossip knows its way around | |
Once it starts it builds a bomb of sight and sound | |
Fireworks light the sky"Sorry!" he shouts out loud"I don't live my life so every one else can feel proud "(chorus) | |
Give it all this time | |
Stop the waiting, lights are fading | |
Don't get left behind |
zuo ci : Ausmus, DVirgilio, Morse | |
Living life at ease | |
He tries to keep it straight | |
Filling all the cracks | |
Unlocking all the gates | |
Heart Style | |
GraceHe gives a little back | |
Makes it very nice | |
Never runs away | |
Rolls his dirty dice | |
Everybody' s got to do what they got to do | |
From him and her to me and you | |
Right or wrong, he keeps on movin' his own way | |
Likes to wear a surly frown | |
Even when it' s the sunniest of days | |
Thinks he owns the world | |
Feels compelled, hates to tell anything about himself | |
Tryin' to find his reason why | |
Tryin' to make his way up off the shelf | |
Hypnotized by the planet' s hum | |
Eyes fixed hard on a silent sun | |
There was a time he' d get out | |
Get out of his own way | |
Let it fly, let it ride in the face of dismay | |
Safe to say he' ll try | |
Is he shy, is he crazed | |
Gossip knows its way around | |
Once it starts it builds a bomb of sight and sound | |
Fireworks light the sky" Sorry!" he shouts out loud" I don' t live my life so every one else can feel proud " chorus | |
Give it all this time | |
Stop the waiting, lights are fading | |
Don' t get left behind |
zuò cí : Ausmus, DVirgilio, Morse | |
Living life at ease | |
He tries to keep it straight | |
Filling all the cracks | |
Unlocking all the gates | |
Heart Style | |
GraceHe gives a little back | |
Makes it very nice | |
Never runs away | |
Rolls his dirty dice | |
Everybody' s got to do what they got to do | |
From him and her to me and you | |
Right or wrong, he keeps on movin' his own way | |
Likes to wear a surly frown | |
Even when it' s the sunniest of days | |
Thinks he owns the world | |
Feels compelled, hates to tell anything about himself | |
Tryin' to find his reason why | |
Tryin' to make his way up off the shelf | |
Hypnotized by the planet' s hum | |
Eyes fixed hard on a silent sun | |
There was a time he' d get out | |
Get out of his own way | |
Let it fly, let it ride in the face of dismay | |
Safe to say he' ll try | |
Is he shy, is he crazed | |
Gossip knows its way around | |
Once it starts it builds a bomb of sight and sound | |
Fireworks light the sky" Sorry!" he shouts out loud" I don' t live my life so every one else can feel proud " chorus | |
Give it all this time | |
Stop the waiting, lights are fading | |
Don' t get left behind |