My Finest Hour Lyrics
| Song | My Finest Hour |
| Artist | The Sundays |
| Album | Reading Writing And Arithmetic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [ti:My Finest Hour] | |
| [ar:The Sundays] | |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Gavurin, Wheeler |
| [00:06.88] | And the world it shows me up |
| [00:11.25] | |
| [00:13.20] | My clothes they show me up |
| [00:18.42] | I never knew this before |
| [00:20.53] | |
| [00:22.76] | My finest hour that I've ever known |
| [00:26.75] | |
| [00:29.25] | Was finding a pound on the underground |
| [00:33.31] | |
| [00:43.26] | And my words came stumbling out |
| [00:47.87] | |
| [00:49.70] | And then I went tumbling out |
| [00:54.77] | I've never been hit before |
| [00:57.50] | |
| [00:59.07] | And the finest hour that I've ever known |
| [01:03.10] | |
| [01:05.53] | Was finding a pound on the underground |
| [01:09.97] | |
| [01:12.94] | And I keep hoping you are the same as me |
| [01:18.51] | |
| [01:19.57] | And I'll send you letters |
| [01:21.62] | |
| [01:23.13] | And come to your house for tea |
| [01:25.33] | |
| [01:26.21] | We are who we are what do the others know |
| [01:31.93] | |
| [01:32.72] | But poetry is not for me |
| [01:35.75] | So show me the way to go home |
| [01:41.29] | |
| [01:49.46] | And the words came stumbling |
| [01:52.61] | Out of my mouth |
| [01:54.96] | |
| [01:55.59] | And I went tumbling out here no no |
| [02:04.55] | |
| [02:05.85] | But I keep hoping you are the same as me |
| [02:11.58] | |
| [02:12.36] | And I'll send you letters |
| [02:15.39] | And come to your house for tea |
| [02:18.04] | |
| [02:19.01] | We are who we are what do the others know |
| [02:24.57] | |
| [02:25.48] | But poetry is not for me |
| [02:28.68] | So show me the way to go |
| [02:31.68] | Oh I'm going home |
| [02:35.30] | But I keep hoping you are the only one |
| [02:41.02] | |
| [02:41.84] | Yes and I'll send you letters |
| [02:45.09] | Oh wouldn't it be such fun |
| [02:47.94] | |
| [02:48.56] | We are who we are whatever the others say |
| [02:54.54] | |
| [02:55.31] | But poetry is not for me |
| [02:58.37] | And much as I'd like to stay |
| [03:01.44] | Oh I just want to go home |
| [03:06.03] | |
| [03:15.67] | You're you're you're too young |
| [03:20.10] | |
| [03:21.24] | Should've been you're you're you're too young |
| [03:26.01] | |
| [03:27.75] | It should've been you're too you're too |
| [03:30.28] | You're too young |
| [03:32.70] | |
| [03:34.28] | It should've been you you you're too young |
| [03:40.45] | |
| [03:41.00] | You should've been safer saner |
| [03:43.55] | |
| [03:45.27] | Barred the doors and then sat down |
| [03:48.00] | Ooh you're you're you're too young |
| ti: My Finest Hour | |
| ar: The Sundays | |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Gavurin, Wheeler |
| [00:06.88] | And the world it shows me up |
| [00:11.25] | |
| [00:13.20] | My clothes they show me up |
| [00:18.42] | I never knew this before |
| [00:20.53] | |
| [00:22.76] | My finest hour that I' ve ever known |
| [00:26.75] | |
| [00:29.25] | Was finding a pound on the underground |
| [00:33.31] | |
| [00:43.26] | And my words came stumbling out |
| [00:47.87] | |
| [00:49.70] | And then I went tumbling out |
| [00:54.77] | I' ve never been hit before |
| [00:57.50] | |
| [00:59.07] | And the finest hour that I' ve ever known |
| [01:03.10] | |
| [01:05.53] | Was finding a pound on the underground |
| [01:09.97] | |
| [01:12.94] | And I keep hoping you are the same as me |
| [01:18.51] | |
| [01:19.57] | And I' ll send you letters |
| [01:21.62] | |
| [01:23.13] | And come to your house for tea |
| [01:25.33] | |
| [01:26.21] | We are who we are what do the others know |
| [01:31.93] | |
| [01:32.72] | But poetry is not for me |
| [01:35.75] | So show me the way to go home |
| [01:41.29] | |
| [01:49.46] | And the words came stumbling |
| [01:52.61] | Out of my mouth |
| [01:54.96] | |
| [01:55.59] | And I went tumbling out here no no |
| [02:04.55] | |
| [02:05.85] | But I keep hoping you are the same as me |
| [02:11.58] | |
| [02:12.36] | And I' ll send you letters |
| [02:15.39] | And come to your house for tea |
| [02:18.04] | |
| [02:19.01] | We are who we are what do the others know |
| [02:24.57] | |
| [02:25.48] | But poetry is not for me |
| [02:28.68] | So show me the way to go |
| [02:31.68] | Oh I' m going home |
| [02:35.30] | But I keep hoping you are the only one |
| [02:41.02] | |
| [02:41.84] | Yes and I' ll send you letters |
| [02:45.09] | Oh wouldn' t it be such fun |
| [02:47.94] | |
| [02:48.56] | We are who we are whatever the others say |
| [02:54.54] | |
| [02:55.31] | But poetry is not for me |
| [02:58.37] | And much as I' d like to stay |
| [03:01.44] | Oh I just want to go home |
| [03:06.03] | |
| [03:15.67] | You' re you' re you' re too young |
| [03:20.10] | |
| [03:21.24] | Should' ve been you' re you' re you' re too young |
| [03:26.01] | |
| [03:27.75] | It should' ve been you' re too you' re too |
| [03:30.28] | You' re too young |
| [03:32.70] | |
| [03:34.28] | It should' ve been you you you' re too young |
| [03:40.45] | |
| [03:41.00] | You should' ve been safer saner |
| [03:43.55] | |
| [03:45.27] | Barred the doors and then sat down |
| [03:48.00] | Ooh you' re you' re you' re too young |
| ti: My Finest Hour | |
| ar: The Sundays | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Gavurin, Wheeler |
| [00:06.88] | And the world it shows me up |
| [00:11.25] | |
| [00:13.20] | My clothes they show me up |
| [00:18.42] | I never knew this before |
| [00:20.53] | |
| [00:22.76] | My finest hour that I' ve ever known |
| [00:26.75] | |
| [00:29.25] | Was finding a pound on the underground |
| [00:33.31] | |
| [00:43.26] | And my words came stumbling out |
| [00:47.87] | |
| [00:49.70] | And then I went tumbling out |
| [00:54.77] | I' ve never been hit before |
| [00:57.50] | |
| [00:59.07] | And the finest hour that I' ve ever known |
| [01:03.10] | |
| [01:05.53] | Was finding a pound on the underground |
| [01:09.97] | |
| [01:12.94] | And I keep hoping you are the same as me |
| [01:18.51] | |
| [01:19.57] | And I' ll send you letters |
| [01:21.62] | |
| [01:23.13] | And come to your house for tea |
| [01:25.33] | |
| [01:26.21] | We are who we are what do the others know |
| [01:31.93] | |
| [01:32.72] | But poetry is not for me |
| [01:35.75] | So show me the way to go home |
| [01:41.29] | |
| [01:49.46] | And the words came stumbling |
| [01:52.61] | Out of my mouth |
| [01:54.96] | |
| [01:55.59] | And I went tumbling out here no no |
| [02:04.55] | |
| [02:05.85] | But I keep hoping you are the same as me |
| [02:11.58] | |
| [02:12.36] | And I' ll send you letters |
| [02:15.39] | And come to your house for tea |
| [02:18.04] | |
| [02:19.01] | We are who we are what do the others know |
| [02:24.57] | |
| [02:25.48] | But poetry is not for me |
| [02:28.68] | So show me the way to go |
| [02:31.68] | Oh I' m going home |
| [02:35.30] | But I keep hoping you are the only one |
| [02:41.02] | |
| [02:41.84] | Yes and I' ll send you letters |
| [02:45.09] | Oh wouldn' t it be such fun |
| [02:47.94] | |
| [02:48.56] | We are who we are whatever the others say |
| [02:54.54] | |
| [02:55.31] | But poetry is not for me |
| [02:58.37] | And much as I' d like to stay |
| [03:01.44] | Oh I just want to go home |
| [03:06.03] | |
| [03:15.67] | You' re you' re you' re too young |
| [03:20.10] | |
| [03:21.24] | Should' ve been you' re you' re you' re too young |
| [03:26.01] | |
| [03:27.75] | It should' ve been you' re too you' re too |
| [03:30.28] | You' re too young |
| [03:32.70] | |
| [03:34.28] | It should' ve been you you you' re too young |
| [03:40.45] | |
| [03:41.00] | You should' ve been safer saner |
| [03:43.55] | |
| [03:45.27] | Barred the doors and then sat down |
| [03:48.00] | Ooh you' re you' re you' re too young |
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