Song | Throwing the Election |
Artist | Game Theory |
Album | Tinker to Evers to Chance (Selected Highlights 1982-1989) |
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作词 : Miller | |
There's a light on the nineteenth floor tonight | |
They don't know there won't even be a fight | |
But they'll find out I've tired of all the things I've called my own | |
When they go to the final mass alone | |
Don't even waste the man-hours on us | |
We are finding no solution | |
Call all the boys in from the fighting fronts | |
We have lost the revolution | |
None of the soaring flight we dreamed | |
Is any closer to perfection | |
And all I want is one to fold my arms around | |
We are throwing the election | |
There's a light on in Joanie's room tonight | |
And she won't sleep till summer's going right | |
She thought she saw something that would lead her to believe | |
I'm the kind who'll accept the strokes and leave | |
Make me an offer, I don't waste them now | |
We have no more fixed intentions | |
Give all the faithful long-deserved rests | |
We've abandoned our dissentions | |
You could be one of someone's hundreds | |
Who'll be chosen for affection | |
And all I want is one to fold my arms around | |
We are throwing the election | |
I've got a feeling it's all rigged | |
I've got a feeling it ended a long time ago | |
Nobody tells me | |
I've got a feeling it's over now | |
I've got a feeling it's over now | |
I've got a feeling the votes are in and I got none | |
And all I want is one |
zuo ci : Miller | |
There' s a light on the nineteenth floor tonight | |
They don' t know there won' t even be a fight | |
But they' ll find out I' ve tired of all the things I' ve called my own | |
When they go to the final mass alone | |
Don' t even waste the manhours on us | |
We are finding no solution | |
Call all the boys in from the fighting fronts | |
We have lost the revolution | |
None of the soaring flight we dreamed | |
Is any closer to perfection | |
And all I want is one to fold my arms around | |
We are throwing the election | |
There' s a light on in Joanie' s room tonight | |
And she won' t sleep till summer' s going right | |
She thought she saw something that would lead her to believe | |
I' m the kind who' ll accept the strokes and leave | |
Make me an offer, I don' t waste them now | |
We have no more fixed intentions | |
Give all the faithful longdeserved rests | |
We' ve abandoned our dissentions | |
You could be one of someone' s hundreds | |
Who' ll be chosen for affection | |
And all I want is one to fold my arms around | |
We are throwing the election | |
I' ve got a feeling it' s all rigged | |
I' ve got a feeling it ended a long time ago | |
Nobody tells me | |
I' ve got a feeling it' s over now | |
I' ve got a feeling it' s over now | |
I' ve got a feeling the votes are in and I got none | |
And all I want is one |
zuò cí : Miller | |
There' s a light on the nineteenth floor tonight | |
They don' t know there won' t even be a fight | |
But they' ll find out I' ve tired of all the things I' ve called my own | |
When they go to the final mass alone | |
Don' t even waste the manhours on us | |
We are finding no solution | |
Call all the boys in from the fighting fronts | |
We have lost the revolution | |
None of the soaring flight we dreamed | |
Is any closer to perfection | |
And all I want is one to fold my arms around | |
We are throwing the election | |
There' s a light on in Joanie' s room tonight | |
And she won' t sleep till summer' s going right | |
She thought she saw something that would lead her to believe | |
I' m the kind who' ll accept the strokes and leave | |
Make me an offer, I don' t waste them now | |
We have no more fixed intentions | |
Give all the faithful longdeserved rests | |
We' ve abandoned our dissentions | |
You could be one of someone' s hundreds | |
Who' ll be chosen for affection | |
And all I want is one to fold my arms around | |
We are throwing the election | |
I' ve got a feeling it' s all rigged | |
I' ve got a feeling it ended a long time ago | |
Nobody tells me | |
I' ve got a feeling it' s over now | |
I' ve got a feeling it' s over now | |
I' ve got a feeling the votes are in and I got none | |
And all I want is one |