Song | Liberty Belle |
Artist | Super Furry Animals |
Album | Phantom Power |
作词 : Super Furry Animals | |
Liberty Belle is ringing out across the sea | |
And everyone sings along | |
Though she's singing way out of key | |
From the shores of | |
Galilee To the runways of | |
Anglesey You know we're digging to hell | |
Right past our oil wells | |
As the magpies fly from | |
Tallahassee | |
To the sky | |
Memory Lane forgot her way after all this time | |
And she never learned from her mistakes | |
And all the crime | |
That caused the gulf of misery | |
That's separating you from me | |
You know we're digging to hell | |
Drowning in our oil wells | |
As the seagulls fly from | |
Abu Dhabi | |
To the sky | |
The birds still sing their melodies | |
Songs of love and food and trees | |
Oh my, how they fly | |
So little do they know, yeah | |
Yet their days are numbered so | |
Alarms are ringing in the trees: | |
You know you're digging to hell | |
Drowning in your oil wells | |
As the ashes fly from | |
New York City | |
Past the grimy clouds above | |
New Jersey | |
Past the kids who like to smoke like chimneys |
zuò cí : Super Furry Animals | |
Liberty Belle is ringing out across the sea | |
And everyone sings along | |
Though she' s singing way out of key | |
From the shores of | |
Galilee To the runways of | |
Anglesey You know we' re digging to hell | |
Right past our oil wells | |
As the magpies fly from | |
Tallahassee | |
To the sky | |
Memory Lane forgot her way after all this time | |
And she never learned from her mistakes | |
And all the crime | |
That caused the gulf of misery | |
That' s separating you from me | |
You know we' re digging to hell | |
Drowning in our oil wells | |
As the seagulls fly from | |
Abu Dhabi | |
To the sky | |
The birds still sing their melodies | |
Songs of love and food and trees | |
Oh my, how they fly | |
So little do they know, yeah | |
Yet their days are numbered so | |
Alarms are ringing in the trees: | |
You know you' re digging to hell | |
Drowning in your oil wells | |
As the ashes fly from | |
New York City | |
Past the grimy clouds above | |
New Jersey | |
Past the kids who like to smoke like chimneys |