Song | Death Of A Tune |
Artist | The Hidden Cameras |
Album | Awoo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gibb | |
Silence from you is like | |
The death of a tune, oh | |
I have been driven down | |
By those nursery rhymes, oh | |
Am I troubled by youth | |
To be wordless and useless? oh | |
Wordless and you | |
Wordless and you | |
It's been the same forever | |
It's the start of it all | |
A congregation | |
The meaning block | |
Spring and summer | |
When I enter the room | |
I hear the chirp of a lark, oh | |
Mumbling in a whine | |
My own melody line, oh | |
And if I sing to the wall | |
I'd be killing them all, oh | |
Killing them all | |
Killing them all | |
It's the same expression | |
That's been used on them all | |
A slow elation | |
That can warm the flock | |
Let's keep it together | |
Am I just being used | |
When I hear mostly lies? Oh | |
In confusion, I think | |
What a pity to rhyme, oh | |
Smothering my own muse | |
By a telepathy line, oh | |
Telepathy line | |
Telepathy line | |
If we abstain forever | |
We can start the love | |
It's the same in heaven | |
As they fall apart | |
The mind recovers | |
The soul is lost | |
The body's my brother |
zuo qu : Gibb | |
Silence from you is like | |
The death of a tune, oh | |
I have been driven down | |
By those nursery rhymes, oh | |
Am I troubled by youth | |
To be wordless and useless? oh | |
Wordless and you | |
Wordless and you | |
It' s been the same forever | |
It' s the start of it all | |
A congregation | |
The meaning block | |
Spring and summer | |
When I enter the room | |
I hear the chirp of a lark, oh | |
Mumbling in a whine | |
My own melody line, oh | |
And if I sing to the wall | |
I' d be killing them all, oh | |
Killing them all | |
Killing them all | |
It' s the same expression | |
That' s been used on them all | |
A slow elation | |
That can warm the flock | |
Let' s keep it together | |
Am I just being used | |
When I hear mostly lies? Oh | |
In confusion, I think | |
What a pity to rhyme, oh | |
Smothering my own muse | |
By a telepathy line, oh | |
Telepathy line | |
Telepathy line | |
If we abstain forever | |
We can start the love | |
It' s the same in heaven | |
As they fall apart | |
The mind recovers | |
The soul is lost | |
The body' s my brother |
zuò qǔ : Gibb | |
Silence from you is like | |
The death of a tune, oh | |
I have been driven down | |
By those nursery rhymes, oh | |
Am I troubled by youth | |
To be wordless and useless? oh | |
Wordless and you | |
Wordless and you | |
It' s been the same forever | |
It' s the start of it all | |
A congregation | |
The meaning block | |
Spring and summer | |
When I enter the room | |
I hear the chirp of a lark, oh | |
Mumbling in a whine | |
My own melody line, oh | |
And if I sing to the wall | |
I' d be killing them all, oh | |
Killing them all | |
Killing them all | |
It' s the same expression | |
That' s been used on them all | |
A slow elation | |
That can warm the flock | |
Let' s keep it together | |
Am I just being used | |
When I hear mostly lies? Oh | |
In confusion, I think | |
What a pity to rhyme, oh | |
Smothering my own muse | |
By a telepathy line, oh | |
Telepathy line | |
Telepathy line | |
If we abstain forever | |
We can start the love | |
It' s the same in heaven | |
As they fall apart | |
The mind recovers | |
The soul is lost | |
The body' s my brother |