Someday All This Will Be Road Lyrics

	作词 : Spin Doctors
	Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away
	Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day
	The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt
	They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's
	Painting the bedroom grey
	Computer mage, the plastic age
	Someday all this will be a road
	'where will it take us?'
	'it's got seventeen lanes.'
	'where will it run?'
	'it's an interstate parkway.'
	'where will it go?'
	'it's a boot print of progress.'
	'where will it take us?'
	'it's gonna be a road, be a road.'
	'domesticated primates,' the leary convict sez
	Sewn up together in paper foil like a pack of pez, of course,
	School was a fine bunch of rehashed lines, there was
	Nothing really said, i could have stayed home in bed and watched
	Reruns of desi arnaz
	'time is just a concept,' sez einstein's kid, the dunce.
	'people's way of keeping everything from happening at once
	Overtake the light, and time is in your sight
	And black holes bend the beams so nothing's where it seems and
	Finding out the truth could take you months.'

	zuo ci : Spin Doctors
	Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away
	Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day
	The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt
	They parry and lunge ' neath the thin winter sun who' s
	Painting the bedroom grey
	Computer mage, the plastic age
	Someday all this will be a road
	' where will it take us?'
	' it' s got seventeen lanes.'
	' where will it run?'
	' it' s an interstate parkway.'
	' where will it go?'
	' it' s a boot print of progress.'
	' where will it take us?'
	' it' s gonna be a road, be a road.'
	' domesticated primates,' the leary convict sez
	Sewn up together in paper foil like a pack of pez, of course,
	School was a fine bunch of rehashed lines, there was
	Nothing really said, i could have stayed home in bed and watched
	Reruns of desi arnaz
	' time is just a concept,' sez einstein' s kid, the dunce.
	' people' s way of keeping everything from happening at once
	Overtake the light, and time is in your sight
	And black holes bend the beams so nothing' s where it seems and
	Finding out the truth could take you months.'

	zuò cí : Spin Doctors
	Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away
	Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day
	The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt
	They parry and lunge ' neath the thin winter sun who' s
	Painting the bedroom grey
	Computer mage, the plastic age
	Someday all this will be a road
	' where will it take us?'
	' it' s got seventeen lanes.'
	' where will it run?'
	' it' s an interstate parkway.'
	' where will it go?'
	' it' s a boot print of progress.'
	' where will it take us?'
	' it' s gonna be a road, be a road.'
	' domesticated primates,' the leary convict sez
	Sewn up together in paper foil like a pack of pez, of course,
	School was a fine bunch of rehashed lines, there was
	Nothing really said, i could have stayed home in bed and watched
	Reruns of desi arnaz
	' time is just a concept,' sez einstein' s kid, the dunce.
	' people' s way of keeping everything from happening at once
	Overtake the light, and time is in your sight
	And black holes bend the beams so nothing' s where it seems and
	Finding out the truth could take you months.'

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