Song | At This Hour |
Artist | Spin Doctors |
Album | TURN IT UPSIDE DOWN |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Spin Doctors | |
Here he come walking down the street | |
Got them funky ragged things on his feet | |
He got half a busted moon in his smile | |
Now i know he's walked that long and lonely mile | |
He's got the waistcoat made of sad, sad, sack | |
He see a red door and he want to paint it black | |
He's got a vote for you now if you dare | |
To not pretend that he's not there | |
Yeah, he coming down on you | |
Yeah, what'cha you gonna do? | |
Your the only one walking down the street | |
He's the only one that you're likely to meet | |
At this hour baby, | |
You're so used to living in luxury | |
Greed's made you blind and you just can't see | |
So many people in the world today | |
Who won't ever have things their own way | |
You live protected, respected, inside the law, | |
You're sunny-side-up, he's wearing his yolk raw | |
You say you never took nothing he'd refuse, | |
He's living off the crap, man, that you can't use |
zuo ci : Spin Doctors | |
Here he come walking down the street | |
Got them funky ragged things on his feet | |
He got half a busted moon in his smile | |
Now i know he' s walked that long and lonely mile | |
He' s got the waistcoat made of sad, sad, sack | |
He see a red door and he want to paint it black | |
He' s got a vote for you now if you dare | |
To not pretend that he' s not there | |
Yeah, he coming down on you | |
Yeah, what' cha you gonna do? | |
Your the only one walking down the street | |
He' s the only one that you' re likely to meet | |
At this hour baby, | |
You' re so used to living in luxury | |
Greed' s made you blind and you just can' t see | |
So many people in the world today | |
Who won' t ever have things their own way | |
You live protected, respected, inside the law, | |
You' re sunnysideup, he' s wearing his yolk raw | |
You say you never took nothing he' d refuse, | |
He' s living off the crap, man, that you can' t use |
zuò cí : Spin Doctors | |
Here he come walking down the street | |
Got them funky ragged things on his feet | |
He got half a busted moon in his smile | |
Now i know he' s walked that long and lonely mile | |
He' s got the waistcoat made of sad, sad, sack | |
He see a red door and he want to paint it black | |
He' s got a vote for you now if you dare | |
To not pretend that he' s not there | |
Yeah, he coming down on you | |
Yeah, what' cha you gonna do? | |
Your the only one walking down the street | |
He' s the only one that you' re likely to meet | |
At this hour baby, | |
You' re so used to living in luxury | |
Greed' s made you blind and you just can' t see | |
So many people in the world today | |
Who won' t ever have things their own way | |
You live protected, respected, inside the law, | |
You' re sunnysideup, he' s wearing his yolk raw | |
You say you never took nothing he' d refuse, | |
He' s living off the crap, man, that you can' t use |