Song | Wind Chill Factor (Minus Zero) |
Artist | The Boomtown Rats |
Album | The Fine Art Of Surfacing |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bob Geldof | |
作词 : Geldof | |
I took a tube train through the subway systems. | |
I rode those tunnels like a six foot mole. | |
I came back out and | |
I was gasping for air. | |
I made it to your place, | |
I was praying you'd be home. | |
We really shouldn't be alone tonight. | |
Let's go to a movie where everybody fights | |
But in the end there's dancing, songs, and smiles | |
You need lots of smiles....when the | |
Chorus Wind chill factor's minus zero | |
Wind chill factor's minus 10 below. | |
Wind chill factor's minus zero | |
Wind chill factor. | |
There you go. | |
It's one of those days where | |
I don't like myself (uh huh) | |
But I get along with myself | |
O.K. (O.K.?) | |
I'll slip beneath these sheets and shiver here awhile (hmmmm) | |
I find this happening more frequently these days. | |
Still....I practice nightly, | |
I try to keep ahead. | |
This art of surfacing is all but dead. | |
But I keep coming up, with time enough to breathe, | |
I take what | |
I need.....when the (repeat chorus) | |
Do you agree (no) | |
With anything (no) | |
Do you believe (no) | |
In anything (no) | |
At all (no) | |
You know when winter comes to visit these big cities, | |
And the wind starts howling through the elevator shafts. | |
Well, our love is like one of those older, colder buildings. | |
But there's cracks in my concrete, | |
I begin to feel the draught. | |
You start to laugh (no) | |
You say you've won (no) | |
It's just | |
I lost (no) | |
That's not the same (no) | |
I hobble to my corner and view the situation. | |
And we'll settle finally for some form of deep freeze | |
Hibernation.......now the (repeat chorus) |
zuo qu : Bob Geldof | |
zuo ci : Geldof | |
I took a tube train through the subway systems. | |
I rode those tunnels like a six foot mole. | |
I came back out and | |
I was gasping for air. | |
I made it to your place, | |
I was praying you' d be home. | |
We really shouldn' t be alone tonight. | |
Let' s go to a movie where everybody fights | |
But in the end there' s dancing, songs, and smiles | |
You need lots of smiles.... when the | |
Chorus Wind chill factor' s minus zero | |
Wind chill factor' s minus 10 below. | |
Wind chill factor' s minus zero | |
Wind chill factor. | |
There you go. | |
It' s one of those days where | |
I don' t like myself uh huh | |
But I get along with myself | |
O. K. O. K.? | |
I' ll slip beneath these sheets and shiver here awhile hmmmm | |
I find this happening more frequently these days. | |
Still.... I practice nightly, | |
I try to keep ahead. | |
This art of surfacing is all but dead. | |
But I keep coming up, with time enough to breathe, | |
I take what | |
I need..... when the repeat chorus | |
Do you agree no | |
With anything no | |
Do you believe no | |
In anything no | |
At all no | |
You know when winter comes to visit these big cities, | |
And the wind starts howling through the elevator shafts. | |
Well, our love is like one of those older, colder buildings. | |
But there' s cracks in my concrete, | |
I begin to feel the draught. | |
You start to laugh no | |
You say you' ve won no | |
It' s just | |
I lost no | |
That' s not the same no | |
I hobble to my corner and view the situation. | |
And we' ll settle finally for some form of deep freeze | |
Hibernation....... now the repeat chorus |
zuò qǔ : Bob Geldof | |
zuò cí : Geldof | |
I took a tube train through the subway systems. | |
I rode those tunnels like a six foot mole. | |
I came back out and | |
I was gasping for air. | |
I made it to your place, | |
I was praying you' d be home. | |
We really shouldn' t be alone tonight. | |
Let' s go to a movie where everybody fights | |
But in the end there' s dancing, songs, and smiles | |
You need lots of smiles.... when the | |
Chorus Wind chill factor' s minus zero | |
Wind chill factor' s minus 10 below. | |
Wind chill factor' s minus zero | |
Wind chill factor. | |
There you go. | |
It' s one of those days where | |
I don' t like myself uh huh | |
But I get along with myself | |
O. K. O. K.? | |
I' ll slip beneath these sheets and shiver here awhile hmmmm | |
I find this happening more frequently these days. | |
Still.... I practice nightly, | |
I try to keep ahead. | |
This art of surfacing is all but dead. | |
But I keep coming up, with time enough to breathe, | |
I take what | |
I need..... when the repeat chorus | |
Do you agree no | |
With anything no | |
Do you believe no | |
In anything no | |
At all no | |
You know when winter comes to visit these big cities, | |
And the wind starts howling through the elevator shafts. | |
Well, our love is like one of those older, colder buildings. | |
But there' s cracks in my concrete, | |
I begin to feel the draught. | |
You start to laugh no | |
You say you' ve won no | |
It' s just | |
I lost no | |
That' s not the same no | |
I hobble to my corner and view the situation. | |
And we' ll settle finally for some form of deep freeze | |
Hibernation....... now the repeat chorus |