Song | She Conjures Me Wings |
Artist | The Mission UK |
Album | Masque |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Adams, Brown, Hinkler, Hussey | |
I've been too drunk to love | |
Too drunk to care | |
I've looked like death, felt like hell | |
Been the worse for wear | |
I've been drinking too much to remember | |
The hell of the night before | |
I've been drinking myself blind | |
And still i'll drink some more | |
She is the wine that makes harps and choirs | |
The sweetest sound that the grapevine brings | |
She is the wine that makes gods and angels | |
And when i drink of her, she conjures me wings | |
She invites me to her banquets | |
And i feast on her bouquet | |
She chases the dragons, and, | |
Drives the demon away | |
She builds a rainbow bridge | |
To the island of the blessed | |
She leads me to surrender | |
To the quarry of my quest | |
She is the temptress | |
The master magician | |
A sister to eros | |
She is exhibition | |
She plays like a symphony | |
Smells like sympathy | |
Tastes like poetry | |
Gives her very soul to me |
zuo ci : Adams, Brown, Hinkler, Hussey | |
I' ve been too drunk to love | |
Too drunk to care | |
I' ve looked like death, felt like hell | |
Been the worse for wear | |
I' ve been drinking too much to remember | |
The hell of the night before | |
I' ve been drinking myself blind | |
And still i' ll drink some more | |
She is the wine that makes harps and choirs | |
The sweetest sound that the grapevine brings | |
She is the wine that makes gods and angels | |
And when i drink of her, she conjures me wings | |
She invites me to her banquets | |
And i feast on her bouquet | |
She chases the dragons, and, | |
Drives the demon away | |
She builds a rainbow bridge | |
To the island of the blessed | |
She leads me to surrender | |
To the quarry of my quest | |
She is the temptress | |
The master magician | |
A sister to eros | |
She is exhibition | |
She plays like a symphony | |
Smells like sympathy | |
Tastes like poetry | |
Gives her very soul to me |
zuò cí : Adams, Brown, Hinkler, Hussey | |
I' ve been too drunk to love | |
Too drunk to care | |
I' ve looked like death, felt like hell | |
Been the worse for wear | |
I' ve been drinking too much to remember | |
The hell of the night before | |
I' ve been drinking myself blind | |
And still i' ll drink some more | |
She is the wine that makes harps and choirs | |
The sweetest sound that the grapevine brings | |
She is the wine that makes gods and angels | |
And when i drink of her, she conjures me wings | |
She invites me to her banquets | |
And i feast on her bouquet | |
She chases the dragons, and, | |
Drives the demon away | |
She builds a rainbow bridge | |
To the island of the blessed | |
She leads me to surrender | |
To the quarry of my quest | |
She is the temptress | |
The master magician | |
A sister to eros | |
She is exhibition | |
She plays like a symphony | |
Smells like sympathy | |
Tastes like poetry | |
Gives her very soul to me |