Song | All When We Were Young |
Artist | The Felice Brothers |
Album | Yonder Is The Clock |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Felice Brothers | |
You were my favorite, my favorite | |
We'd shed our Dungarees, do anything you please | |
Some night we'd get so high, we'd be like Jesus Christ | |
We drove all around in cars, the world was ours | |
All when we were young | |
Do you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill? | |
Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act? | |
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you | |
His arms went out so wide, it taught us how to fly | |
All when we were young | |
So where'd those planes come from | |
That burned my city up? | |
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash | |
Sometimes all the things you do, they come back at you | |
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash | |
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you | |
We drove around in cars, and the world was ours | |
All when we were young |
zuo qu : Felice Brothers | |
You were my favorite, my favorite | |
We' d shed our Dungarees, do anything you please | |
Some night we' d get so high, we' d be like Jesus Christ | |
We drove all around in cars, the world was ours | |
All when we were young | |
Do you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill? | |
Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act? | |
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you | |
His arms went out so wide, it taught us how to fly | |
All when we were young | |
So where' d those planes come from | |
That burned my city up? | |
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash | |
Sometimes all the things you do, they come back at you | |
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash | |
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you | |
We drove around in cars, and the world was ours | |
All when we were young |
zuò qǔ : Felice Brothers | |
You were my favorite, my favorite | |
We' d shed our Dungarees, do anything you please | |
Some night we' d get so high, we' d be like Jesus Christ | |
We drove all around in cars, the world was ours | |
All when we were young | |
Do you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill? | |
Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act? | |
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you | |
His arms went out so wide, it taught us how to fly | |
All when we were young | |
So where' d those planes come from | |
That burned my city up? | |
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash | |
Sometimes all the things you do, they come back at you | |
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash | |
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you | |
We drove around in cars, and the world was ours | |
All when we were young |