Song | Till You Caught My Eye |
Artist | Charlie Peacock |
Album | Lie Down in the Grass |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Peacock | |
Father was a teacher of harmony, | |
Plays the horn like Mr. Beiderbecke, | |
Looking for his nod, seeking out his favour, | |
None of it was working, | |
None of it was working, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, 'til you caught my eye, | |
'Til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye. | |
Torn between the chord and the melody, | |
Tested by the method and the muse, | |
Looking for my due, guessing where it was, | |
None of it was working, | |
None of it was working, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, 'til you caught my eye, | |
'Til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye. | |
It started out so innocent, was resting in my confidence, | |
Knew that I was everything: a man of hats, the king of swing, | |
Groove was tight, it always clicked, | |
The snare was popping, the bass had kicked a hole inside my heart that night, | |
I took a drink and sat upright, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, 'til you caught my eye, | |
'Til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye, | |
'Til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye. |
zuo qu : Peacock | |
Father was a teacher of harmony, | |
Plays the horn like Mr. Beiderbecke, | |
Looking for his nod, seeking out his favour, | |
None of it was working, | |
None of it was working, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye. | |
Torn between the chord and the melody, | |
Tested by the method and the muse, | |
Looking for my due, guessing where it was, | |
None of it was working, | |
None of it was working, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye. | |
It started out so innocent, was resting in my confidence, | |
Knew that I was everything: a man of hats, the king of swing, | |
Groove was tight, it always clicked, | |
The snare was popping, the bass had kicked a hole inside my heart that night, | |
I took a drink and sat upright, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye. |
zuò qǔ : Peacock | |
Father was a teacher of harmony, | |
Plays the horn like Mr. Beiderbecke, | |
Looking for his nod, seeking out his favour, | |
None of it was working, | |
None of it was working, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye. | |
Torn between the chord and the melody, | |
Tested by the method and the muse, | |
Looking for my due, guessing where it was, | |
None of it was working, | |
None of it was working, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye. | |
It started out so innocent, was resting in my confidence, | |
Knew that I was everything: a man of hats, the king of swing, | |
Groove was tight, it always clicked, | |
The snare was popping, the bass had kicked a hole inside my heart that night, | |
I took a drink and sat upright, | |
The world had been selling me a lie, | |
The world had been selling me a lie. | |
I was ready to hit the walls again, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, | |
' Til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye, ' til you caught my eye. |