Song | Waterfront Weirdos |
Artist | Magellan |
Album | Impending Ascension |
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作曲 : Gardner | |
We are the misfits with a broken horizon | |
Like Keats or | |
Hemingway, survive with poets defiance | |
Christmas at the | |
Martinique grieving for a home | |
Three generations tough it out on the big street all alone... | |
Rank of the privileged on the evening commute | |
Don't want to be bothered, don't want to be used booming in suburbia, shuttle's on the way | |
A beggar asks for money. | |
It's a dollar you don't want to pay- | |
To the Waterfront | |
Weirdos For the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos Who are the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In our midst a disgrace-answers are elusive yet we find | |
It's so damn hard to conceive `till it looks you straight in the eye | |
Just take a walk on | |
West 32nd | |
Street or pick up a | |
New York Times and believe it... | |
Up in an ivory tower it's hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast- | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos. Who are the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In our midst a disgrace-answers are elusive then we find | |
Powerless is a child in the wake of hunger at night | |
Giving up-giving in | |
Can't we hear their screaming from within...? | |
My life spent standing here in the back of a line | |
I'm living for the moment-yes, | |
I'm living by the hour in a game of survival | |
In a mood of resignation | |
I'm not the man | |
I am- meal ticket, waiting for a handout | |
Things will change and somehow | |
I'll get out | |
I keep telling myself it won't last forever | |
Adversity closing in, my sanity lapses, | |
I'll rise again | |
Resisting the end | |
Only 22 as my apprehension seques into an | |
IMPENDING | |
ASCENSION | |
I could not fake this for long | |
How long am | |
I supposed to take it lying down? | |
I will not take this lying down! | |
Many live on the edge | |
Keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In the end it is us picking up the pieces that we find | |
On the path of least resistance evidence is loud and clear | |
When will we wake up? | |
Failures are mounting as the underclass grows every year and believe that- | |
Up in an ivory tower it's hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos It's so damn hard to believe `till it looks you straight in the eye | |
Shake the hands of losers lost on | |
Broadway who remember a nostalgic time and believe that- | |
Up in an ivory tower it's hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast- | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos. |
zuo qu : Gardner | |
We are the misfits with a broken horizon | |
Like Keats or | |
Hemingway, survive with poets defiance | |
Christmas at the | |
Martinique grieving for a home | |
Three generations tough it out on the big street all alone... | |
Rank of the privileged on the evening commute | |
Don' t want to be bothered, don' t want to be used booming in suburbia, shuttle' s on the way | |
A beggar asks for money. | |
It' s a dollar you don' t want to pay | |
To the Waterfront | |
Weirdos For the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos Who are the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In our midst a disgraceanswers are elusive yet we find | |
It' s so damn hard to conceive till it looks you straight in the eye | |
Just take a walk on | |
West 32nd | |
Street or pick up a | |
New York Times and believe it... | |
Up in an ivory tower it' s hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos. Who are the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In our midst a disgraceanswers are elusive then we find | |
Powerless is a child in the wake of hunger at night | |
Giving upgiving in | |
Can' t we hear their screaming from within...? | |
My life spent standing here in the back of a line | |
I' m living for the momentyes, | |
I' m living by the hour in a game of survival | |
In a mood of resignation | |
I' m not the man | |
I am meal ticket, waiting for a handout | |
Things will change and somehow | |
I' ll get out | |
I keep telling myself it won' t last forever | |
Adversity closing in, my sanity lapses, | |
I' ll rise again | |
Resisting the end | |
Only 22 as my apprehension seques into an | |
IMPENDING | |
ASCENSION | |
I could not fake this for long | |
How long am | |
I supposed to take it lying down? | |
I will not take this lying down! | |
Many live on the edge | |
Keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In the end it is us picking up the pieces that we find | |
On the path of least resistance evidence is loud and clear | |
When will we wake up? | |
Failures are mounting as the underclass grows every year and believe that | |
Up in an ivory tower it' s hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos It' s so damn hard to believe till it looks you straight in the eye | |
Shake the hands of losers lost on | |
Broadway who remember a nostalgic time and believe that | |
Up in an ivory tower it' s hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos. |
zuò qǔ : Gardner | |
We are the misfits with a broken horizon | |
Like Keats or | |
Hemingway, survive with poets defiance | |
Christmas at the | |
Martinique grieving for a home | |
Three generations tough it out on the big street all alone... | |
Rank of the privileged on the evening commute | |
Don' t want to be bothered, don' t want to be used booming in suburbia, shuttle' s on the way | |
A beggar asks for money. | |
It' s a dollar you don' t want to pay | |
To the Waterfront | |
Weirdos For the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos Who are the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In our midst a disgraceanswers are elusive yet we find | |
It' s so damn hard to conceive till it looks you straight in the eye | |
Just take a walk on | |
West 32nd | |
Street or pick up a | |
New York Times and believe it... | |
Up in an ivory tower it' s hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos. Who are the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In our midst a disgraceanswers are elusive then we find | |
Powerless is a child in the wake of hunger at night | |
Giving upgiving in | |
Can' t we hear their screaming from within...? | |
My life spent standing here in the back of a line | |
I' m living for the momentyes, | |
I' m living by the hour in a game of survival | |
In a mood of resignation | |
I' m not the man | |
I am meal ticket, waiting for a handout | |
Things will change and somehow | |
I' ll get out | |
I keep telling myself it won' t last forever | |
Adversity closing in, my sanity lapses, | |
I' ll rise again | |
Resisting the end | |
Only 22 as my apprehension seques into an | |
IMPENDING | |
ASCENSION | |
I could not fake this for long | |
How long am | |
I supposed to take it lying down? | |
I will not take this lying down! | |
Many live on the edge | |
Keep them out of sight out of mind | |
In the end it is us picking up the pieces that we find | |
On the path of least resistance evidence is loud and clear | |
When will we wake up? | |
Failures are mounting as the underclass grows every year and believe that | |
Up in an ivory tower it' s hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos It' s so damn hard to believe till it looks you straight in the eye | |
Shake the hands of losers lost on | |
Broadway who remember a nostalgic time and believe that | |
Up in an ivory tower it' s hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast | |
Waterfront | |
Weirdos. |