| Song | Ninth Avenue Reverie |
| Artist | The Middle East |
| Album | I Want That You Are Always Happy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:04.91] | You say you want to be buried beneath a mango tree |
| [00:13.03] | Where if in the northern summer you come back to life |
| [00:20.82] | You say you want your ashes mixed up with your lover’s salt |
| [00:29.06] | Where every Sunday night he’ll eat a little more of you |
| [00:37.32] | You say you can’t stop crying, it’s just the power of the song |
| [00:45.68] | Riding on the midnight bus again |
| [00:53.57] | And you say that you loved him but you were just too young |
| [01:02.14] | You say that’s why you still wait in the rain |
| [01:10.23] | You say a lot of things |
| [01:19.72] | |
| [01:34.08] | And you say that your daddy was a painter of sorts |
| [01:42.70] | But I never saw him paint a thing |
| [01:50.42] | He just kept the tins underneath his bed |
| [01:58.56] | And sniffed a different colour every night |
| [02:06.29] | And dreamed of a place up in the sky |
| [02:16.00] | Where everyone’s a painter till they die |
| [02:25.71] | |
| [02:40.10] | You say you don’t like flying on aeroplanes |
| [02:49.05] | That even seabirds must get lonely out there |
| [02:57.95] | You said you were quitting after your next pack |
| [03:05.58] | And you said once that I was beautiful |
| [03:13.22] | But for all the pretty ladies in Beijing |
| [03:21.60] | I couldn’t stop my drinking |
| [03:30.52] | And you say a lot of |
| [03:34.34] | You say a lot of |
| [03:38.47] | You say a lot of things |
| [03:54.44] | |
| [04:22.56] | You say you can’t stop dreaming about your funeral day |
| [04:33.07] | Where all your long-time friends will be crying for you |
| [04:41.74] | And I’d be up the back with a rose in my hand |
| [04:50.39] | And I’d give to you in death what I could not in life |
| [04:55.92] |
| [00:04.91] | You say you want to be buried beneath a mango tree |
| [00:13.03] | Where if in the northern summer you come back to life |
| [00:20.82] | You say you want your ashes mixed up with your lover' s salt |
| [00:29.06] | Where every Sunday night he' ll eat a little more of you |
| [00:37.32] | You say you can' t stop crying, it' s just the power of the song |
| [00:45.68] | Riding on the midnight bus again |
| [00:53.57] | And you say that you loved him but you were just too young |
| [01:02.14] | You say that' s why you still wait in the rain |
| [01:10.23] | You say a lot of things |
| [01:19.72] | |
| [01:34.08] | And you say that your daddy was a painter of sorts |
| [01:42.70] | But I never saw him paint a thing |
| [01:50.42] | He just kept the tins underneath his bed |
| [01:58.56] | And sniffed a different colour every night |
| [02:06.29] | And dreamed of a place up in the sky |
| [02:16.00] | Where everyone' s a painter till they die |
| [02:25.71] | |
| [02:40.10] | You say you don' t like flying on aeroplanes |
| [02:49.05] | That even seabirds must get lonely out there |
| [02:57.95] | You said you were quitting after your next pack |
| [03:05.58] | And you said once that I was beautiful |
| [03:13.22] | But for all the pretty ladies in Beijing |
| [03:21.60] | I couldn' t stop my drinking |
| [03:30.52] | And you say a lot of |
| [03:34.34] | You say a lot of |
| [03:38.47] | You say a lot of things |
| [03:54.44] | |
| [04:22.56] | You say you can' t stop dreaming about your funeral day |
| [04:33.07] | Where all your longtime friends will be crying for you |
| [04:41.74] | And I' d be up the back with a rose in my hand |
| [04:50.39] | And I' d give to you in death what I could not in life |
| [04:55.92] |
| [00:04.91] | You say you want to be buried beneath a mango tree |
| [00:13.03] | Where if in the northern summer you come back to life |
| [00:20.82] | You say you want your ashes mixed up with your lover' s salt |
| [00:29.06] | Where every Sunday night he' ll eat a little more of you |
| [00:37.32] | You say you can' t stop crying, it' s just the power of the song |
| [00:45.68] | Riding on the midnight bus again |
| [00:53.57] | And you say that you loved him but you were just too young |
| [01:02.14] | You say that' s why you still wait in the rain |
| [01:10.23] | You say a lot of things |
| [01:19.72] | |
| [01:34.08] | And you say that your daddy was a painter of sorts |
| [01:42.70] | But I never saw him paint a thing |
| [01:50.42] | He just kept the tins underneath his bed |
| [01:58.56] | And sniffed a different colour every night |
| [02:06.29] | And dreamed of a place up in the sky |
| [02:16.00] | Where everyone' s a painter till they die |
| [02:25.71] | |
| [02:40.10] | You say you don' t like flying on aeroplanes |
| [02:49.05] | That even seabirds must get lonely out there |
| [02:57.95] | You said you were quitting after your next pack |
| [03:05.58] | And you said once that I was beautiful |
| [03:13.22] | But for all the pretty ladies in Beijing |
| [03:21.60] | I couldn' t stop my drinking |
| [03:30.52] | And you say a lot of |
| [03:34.34] | You say a lot of |
| [03:38.47] | You say a lot of things |
| [03:54.44] | |
| [04:22.56] | You say you can' t stop dreaming about your funeral day |
| [04:33.07] | Where all your longtime friends will be crying for you |
| [04:41.74] | And I' d be up the back with a rose in my hand |
| [04:50.39] | And I' d give to you in death what I could not in life |
| [04:55.92] |