Song | South Is Only A Home |
Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
Album | Gallowsbird's Bark |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
Can I feel useless and low? | |
Could I hide a chain of gold from your eyes? | |
Sandy thinks he knows the trade, the game, the plays, the ways | |
I made. Do you believe in the first way to lend a hand? | |
It's a second chance you never planned | |
Just a close encounter that comes to mind | |
A rummage sale you barely find | |
And it's sold, you better believe it's freezing cold. | |
When it's sold, you'd better believe it's freezing cold | |
Oh Whitehall, | |
Whitehall women rejoice | |
Tell us we're the ones with the most | |
And hear the sounds of our voices. | |
We've been waiting for our host | |
Brixton bunnies come in | |
We can see the state you're in | |
Nothing like a smiling face | |
Oh what a waste you've been. | |
Clapham clowns stop your frowning | |
Let it go you're not alone | |
The river may keep you drowning | |
But south is only a home | |
South is only a home |
zuo qu : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
Can I feel useless and low? | |
Could I hide a chain of gold from your eyes? | |
Sandy thinks he knows the trade, the game, the plays, the ways | |
I made. Do you believe in the first way to lend a hand? | |
It' s a second chance you never planned | |
Just a close encounter that comes to mind | |
A rummage sale you barely find | |
And it' s sold, you better believe it' s freezing cold. | |
When it' s sold, you' d better believe it' s freezing cold | |
Oh Whitehall, | |
Whitehall women rejoice | |
Tell us we' re the ones with the most | |
And hear the sounds of our voices. | |
We' ve been waiting for our host | |
Brixton bunnies come in | |
We can see the state you' re in | |
Nothing like a smiling face | |
Oh what a waste you' ve been. | |
Clapham clowns stop your frowning | |
Let it go you' re not alone | |
The river may keep you drowning | |
But south is only a home | |
South is only a home |
zuò qǔ : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
Can I feel useless and low? | |
Could I hide a chain of gold from your eyes? | |
Sandy thinks he knows the trade, the game, the plays, the ways | |
I made. Do you believe in the first way to lend a hand? | |
It' s a second chance you never planned | |
Just a close encounter that comes to mind | |
A rummage sale you barely find | |
And it' s sold, you better believe it' s freezing cold. | |
When it' s sold, you' d better believe it' s freezing cold | |
Oh Whitehall, | |
Whitehall women rejoice | |
Tell us we' re the ones with the most | |
And hear the sounds of our voices. | |
We' ve been waiting for our host | |
Brixton bunnies come in | |
We can see the state you' re in | |
Nothing like a smiling face | |
Oh what a waste you' ve been. | |
Clapham clowns stop your frowning | |
Let it go you' re not alone | |
The river may keep you drowning | |
But south is only a home | |
South is only a home |