Song | City Of Nights |
Artist | Marc Almond |
Album | Treasure Box |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Almond | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
As the lights go on there's a magic glow to the sea | |
But as we move through the streets we can feel the fear | |
As night goes on there's a tragic show in the city | |
Those songs are on the ebb and mixed with tears | |
And down the alleyway the drunks are fighting | |
Over who will have the last drink from the can | |
It all seems so romantic in the lying | |
But what a sad existence for a man | |
There's speeders, dealers, girls of easy virtue | |
Laughter, lies and lovers sparkling eyes | |
Glitter boys and girls out for the dancing | |
Good time girls and boys out for the highs | |
And there's a hotel on hope street | |
Where the concierge will understand your needs | |
She doesn't care your colour or religion | |
And she always has a room for you and me | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
There's an oriental flavour in the city | |
Marta Haries, saris and sarongs | |
Incense candles, prayer and incantations | |
Golden girls Arabia in their song | |
It seems the doors are closed on the asylums | |
And in the street they're putting on a show | |
Talking to themselves they get no answer | |
Or suggestions for a better place to go | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
A young man dreams of the open sea | |
In the year from no God knows where he'll be | |
No open door to set him free | |
No open door to set him free | |
Girls sell kisses to the lonely men | |
Boys turn tricks with the sleight of hand | |
Women fear to walk where men desire | |
Inspiration, hope and fire | |
Hey don't be a stranger | |
Make a friend don't let it end you | |
Hey don't be a stranger | |
There's a light burning in the city | |
In the city | |
In the city of nights | |
As the sun goes down there's a wind blowing through the city | |
A darker day as summer says goodbye | |
Another world is waking in the city | |
All live fears, important knowing eyes | |
And there amongst the litter and the debris | |
The sally army busking out a song | |
Drowning out the sound of breaking windows | |
Sing along, sing along, sing along | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Discos, bringers | |
Discos, bars | |
Women, winners | |
Stiffs and stars | |
Kings and queens | |
And cabs and cars | |
Famous, you know | |
Who they are | |
Drugs and punks and | |
Tarts with heart | |
Corpses, candle | |
Works of art | |
Losers, loomers | |
Never hads | |
Groups and dreams | |
Of hope and fads | |
Passing fences | |
Phase and fads | |
Happy hookers | |
Lookers, fags | |
In the city | |
In the city | |
In the city |
zuo ci : Almond | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
As the lights go on there' s a magic glow to the sea | |
But as we move through the streets we can feel the fear | |
As night goes on there' s a tragic show in the city | |
Those songs are on the ebb and mixed with tears | |
And down the alleyway the drunks are fighting | |
Over who will have the last drink from the can | |
It all seems so romantic in the lying | |
But what a sad existence for a man | |
There' s speeders, dealers, girls of easy virtue | |
Laughter, lies and lovers sparkling eyes | |
Glitter boys and girls out for the dancing | |
Good time girls and boys out for the highs | |
And there' s a hotel on hope street | |
Where the concierge will understand your needs | |
She doesn' t care your colour or religion | |
And she always has a room for you and me | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
There' s an oriental flavour in the city | |
Marta Haries, saris and sarongs | |
Incense candles, prayer and incantations | |
Golden girls Arabia in their song | |
It seems the doors are closed on the asylums | |
And in the street they' re putting on a show | |
Talking to themselves they get no answer | |
Or suggestions for a better place to go | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
A young man dreams of the open sea | |
In the year from no God knows where he' ll be | |
No open door to set him free | |
No open door to set him free | |
Girls sell kisses to the lonely men | |
Boys turn tricks with the sleight of hand | |
Women fear to walk where men desire | |
Inspiration, hope and fire | |
Hey don' t be a stranger | |
Make a friend don' t let it end you | |
Hey don' t be a stranger | |
There' s a light burning in the city | |
In the city | |
In the city of nights | |
As the sun goes down there' s a wind blowing through the city | |
A darker day as summer says goodbye | |
Another world is waking in the city | |
All live fears, important knowing eyes | |
And there amongst the litter and the debris | |
The sally army busking out a song | |
Drowning out the sound of breaking windows | |
Sing along, sing along, sing along | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Discos, bringers | |
Discos, bars | |
Women, winners | |
Stiffs and stars | |
Kings and queens | |
And cabs and cars | |
Famous, you know | |
Who they are | |
Drugs and punks and | |
Tarts with heart | |
Corpses, candle | |
Works of art | |
Losers, loomers | |
Never hads | |
Groups and dreams | |
Of hope and fads | |
Passing fences | |
Phase and fads | |
Happy hookers | |
Lookers, fags | |
In the city | |
In the city | |
In the city |
zuò cí : Almond | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
As the lights go on there' s a magic glow to the sea | |
But as we move through the streets we can feel the fear | |
As night goes on there' s a tragic show in the city | |
Those songs are on the ebb and mixed with tears | |
And down the alleyway the drunks are fighting | |
Over who will have the last drink from the can | |
It all seems so romantic in the lying | |
But what a sad existence for a man | |
There' s speeders, dealers, girls of easy virtue | |
Laughter, lies and lovers sparkling eyes | |
Glitter boys and girls out for the dancing | |
Good time girls and boys out for the highs | |
And there' s a hotel on hope street | |
Where the concierge will understand your needs | |
She doesn' t care your colour or religion | |
And she always has a room for you and me | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
There' s an oriental flavour in the city | |
Marta Haries, saris and sarongs | |
Incense candles, prayer and incantations | |
Golden girls Arabia in their song | |
It seems the doors are closed on the asylums | |
And in the street they' re putting on a show | |
Talking to themselves they get no answer | |
Or suggestions for a better place to go | |
In the city of nights | |
In the city of nights | |
A young man dreams of the open sea | |
In the year from no God knows where he' ll be | |
No open door to set him free | |
No open door to set him free | |
Girls sell kisses to the lonely men | |
Boys turn tricks with the sleight of hand | |
Women fear to walk where men desire | |
Inspiration, hope and fire | |
Hey don' t be a stranger | |
Make a friend don' t let it end you | |
Hey don' t be a stranger | |
There' s a light burning in the city | |
In the city | |
In the city of nights | |
As the sun goes down there' s a wind blowing through the city | |
A darker day as summer says goodbye | |
Another world is waking in the city | |
All live fears, important knowing eyes | |
And there amongst the litter and the debris | |
The sally army busking out a song | |
Drowning out the sound of breaking windows | |
Sing along, sing along, sing along | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Come on sinners, yeah, yeah | |
Come on sinners | |
Discos, bringers | |
Discos, bars | |
Women, winners | |
Stiffs and stars | |
Kings and queens | |
And cabs and cars | |
Famous, you know | |
Who they are | |
Drugs and punks and | |
Tarts with heart | |
Corpses, candle | |
Works of art | |
Losers, loomers | |
Never hads | |
Groups and dreams | |
Of hope and fads | |
Passing fences | |
Phase and fads | |
Happy hookers | |
Lookers, fags | |
In the city | |
In the city | |
In the city |