Song | Leaky Tunnel |
Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
Album | Gallowsbird's Bark |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
I pulled my kerchief out of my pocket | |
Wiped my nose and said hello | |
I bought a tambourine at the millennium dome | |
It jangled two thousand times in a row | |
I caught a cold when I was way down south | |
Standing out in the heat | |
Now my eyes are all itchy | |
And I can't tell which way to walk down the street | |
I'm stumbling through the crosswalk | |
And I'm humming in the din | |
And when I get to the other side | |
I'm gonna jangle my tambourine again | |
I fished my microphone out of Regent's Canal | |
Heading from Little Venice to Greenwich | |
Dirty boy said let's make in love in the water | |
I said, No thanks, pal. | |
Went on dictating in my mic | |
I got no time for a dip cause I'm heading for my ship | |
I'm going down to the tunnel | |
Down to the leaky leaky tunnel |
zuo qu : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
I pulled my kerchief out of my pocket | |
Wiped my nose and said hello | |
I bought a tambourine at the millennium dome | |
It jangled two thousand times in a row | |
I caught a cold when I was way down south | |
Standing out in the heat | |
Now my eyes are all itchy | |
And I can' t tell which way to walk down the street | |
I' m stumbling through the crosswalk | |
And I' m humming in the din | |
And when I get to the other side | |
I' m gonna jangle my tambourine again | |
I fished my microphone out of Regent' s Canal | |
Heading from Little Venice to Greenwich | |
Dirty boy said let' s make in love in the water | |
I said, No thanks, pal. | |
Went on dictating in my mic | |
I got no time for a dip cause I' m heading for my ship | |
I' m going down to the tunnel | |
Down to the leaky leaky tunnel |
zuò qǔ : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
I pulled my kerchief out of my pocket | |
Wiped my nose and said hello | |
I bought a tambourine at the millennium dome | |
It jangled two thousand times in a row | |
I caught a cold when I was way down south | |
Standing out in the heat | |
Now my eyes are all itchy | |
And I can' t tell which way to walk down the street | |
I' m stumbling through the crosswalk | |
And I' m humming in the din | |
And when I get to the other side | |
I' m gonna jangle my tambourine again | |
I fished my microphone out of Regent' s Canal | |
Heading from Little Venice to Greenwich | |
Dirty boy said let' s make in love in the water | |
I said, No thanks, pal. | |
Went on dictating in my mic | |
I got no time for a dip cause I' m heading for my ship | |
I' m going down to the tunnel | |
Down to the leaky leaky tunnel |