Song | We Got Away With It |
Artist | Leo Sayer |
Album | Voice in My Head |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sayer | |
Sayer | |
It was the opening night of a Rock 'n Roll travelling show | |
And they all were there, I mean the faces everybody knows | |
As the long limbed beauty left the long black limousine | |
The floor was wet as if the devil had prepared the scene | |
A high heel cracks and over she goes | |
We got away with it, they'll never catch us anyway | |
We had the best of it, kids today well they just don't know… | |
Hey you remember him, he was the face of '78 | |
He drove a pink sports car straight through his manager's gate | |
Yeah the alarms went off, but just a little bit too late | |
As his tyres dug deeper through the lawns of the great estate | |
He drove into the pool and he couldn't escape, no | |
He got away with it, frogmen and cranes raised his legend high | |
They made a song of it, feed the fish to close – you die | |
You gotta go for it, someone will always tell you no | |
Fly in the face of it, showbiz folks always put on a show… | |
Living the high life – big time | |
Living outside the law | |
Living the bright light – high time – that's what living's for… | |
He was a rock god adonis in the big hotel | |
Where they partied all night, every night a different girl | |
Yeah the drugs came in, the money went out, nobody really cared | |
When the candle fell over and the flames lit his bleach blond hair | |
The dude slept through it as the fireball flared. yeah | |
We got away with it, sometimes I stop just to reminisce | |
Right in the thick of it, lips pursed waiting for stardom's kiss | |
We love the smell of it, the fame and fortune is our goal | |
Selfish and spoilt by it, days lived hard slowly taking their toll | |
We got away with it, I got some stories I can't tell | |
But hey there's a book in it, human suffering always sells | |
Always sells… |
zuo ci : Sayer | |
Sayer | |
It was the opening night of a Rock ' n Roll travelling show | |
And they all were there, I mean the faces everybody knows | |
As the long limbed beauty left the long black limousine | |
The floor was wet as if the devil had prepared the scene | |
A high heel cracks and over she goes | |
We got away with it, they' ll never catch us anyway | |
We had the best of it, kids today well they just don' t know | |
Hey you remember him, he was the face of ' 78 | |
He drove a pink sports car straight through his manager' s gate | |
Yeah the alarms went off, but just a little bit too late | |
As his tyres dug deeper through the lawns of the great estate | |
He drove into the pool and he couldn' t escape, no | |
He got away with it, frogmen and cranes raised his legend high | |
They made a song of it, feed the fish to close you die | |
You gotta go for it, someone will always tell you no | |
Fly in the face of it, showbiz folks always put on a show | |
Living the high life big time | |
Living outside the law | |
Living the bright light high time that' s what living' s for | |
He was a rock god adonis in the big hotel | |
Where they partied all night, every night a different girl | |
Yeah the drugs came in, the money went out, nobody really cared | |
When the candle fell over and the flames lit his bleach blond hair | |
The dude slept through it as the fireball flared. yeah | |
We got away with it, sometimes I stop just to reminisce | |
Right in the thick of it, lips pursed waiting for stardom' s kiss | |
We love the smell of it, the fame and fortune is our goal | |
Selfish and spoilt by it, days lived hard slowly taking their toll | |
We got away with it, I got some stories I can' t tell | |
But hey there' s a book in it, human suffering always sells | |
Always sells |
zuò cí : Sayer | |
Sayer | |
It was the opening night of a Rock ' n Roll travelling show | |
And they all were there, I mean the faces everybody knows | |
As the long limbed beauty left the long black limousine | |
The floor was wet as if the devil had prepared the scene | |
A high heel cracks and over she goes | |
We got away with it, they' ll never catch us anyway | |
We had the best of it, kids today well they just don' t know | |
Hey you remember him, he was the face of ' 78 | |
He drove a pink sports car straight through his manager' s gate | |
Yeah the alarms went off, but just a little bit too late | |
As his tyres dug deeper through the lawns of the great estate | |
He drove into the pool and he couldn' t escape, no | |
He got away with it, frogmen and cranes raised his legend high | |
They made a song of it, feed the fish to close you die | |
You gotta go for it, someone will always tell you no | |
Fly in the face of it, showbiz folks always put on a show | |
Living the high life big time | |
Living outside the law | |
Living the bright light high time that' s what living' s for | |
He was a rock god adonis in the big hotel | |
Where they partied all night, every night a different girl | |
Yeah the drugs came in, the money went out, nobody really cared | |
When the candle fell over and the flames lit his bleach blond hair | |
The dude slept through it as the fireball flared. yeah | |
We got away with it, sometimes I stop just to reminisce | |
Right in the thick of it, lips pursed waiting for stardom' s kiss | |
We love the smell of it, the fame and fortune is our goal | |
Selfish and spoilt by it, days lived hard slowly taking their toll | |
We got away with it, I got some stories I can' t tell | |
But hey there' s a book in it, human suffering always sells | |
Always sells |