| Song | Liner |
| Artist | The Fixx |
| Album | Reach The Beach |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Agiesta, Curnin, Greenal ... | |
| Liner, it was a fantasy sea cruise | |
| It was a bet destined to lose | |
| Across the waves, what was he thinking? | |
| Sea shore, he had a wet foot in the sand | |
| He was holding | |
| U.N. plans | |
| Across the waves. what was he thinking? | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| They've never seer a place like this before | |
| Island in a forgotten latitude | |
| And with colonial attitude | |
| They took the chance for repossession | |
| Grey skies there were no palm trees in the wind | |
| And when a saint starts hiding sins | |
| It's all aboard whilst peace is sinking | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| Crossing swords before the dawn | |
| Seen before, back in an infant's dream | |
| Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath | |
| So I sailed away on their time, | |
| Liner! Taking young lives in their prime, | |
| Liner! Harbour, | |
| I saw a flag waving goodbye | |
| I saw a soldier's baby cry | |
| What's it all for, that's what | |
| I'm thinking | |
| Inside, I must he lacking true insight | |
| Because I always sleep at night | |
| Across the waves whilst men are . . . | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| Crossing swords before the dawn | |
| Seen before back in an infant's dream | |
| Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath | |
| So I sailed away on their time, | |
| Liner! Taking young lives in their prime, | |
| Liner! Liner! | |
| To a distant shore | |
| All aboard before the storm |
| zuo ci : Agiesta, Curnin, Greenal ... | |
| Liner, it was a fantasy sea cruise | |
| It was a bet destined to lose | |
| Across the waves, what was he thinking? | |
| Sea shore, he had a wet foot in the sand | |
| He was holding | |
| U. N. plans | |
| Across the waves. what was he thinking? | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| They' ve never seer a place like this before | |
| Island in a forgotten latitude | |
| And with colonial attitude | |
| They took the chance for repossession | |
| Grey skies there were no palm trees in the wind | |
| And when a saint starts hiding sins | |
| It' s all aboard whilst peace is sinking | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| Crossing swords before the dawn | |
| Seen before, back in an infant' s dream | |
| Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath | |
| So I sailed away on their time, | |
| Liner! Taking young lives in their prime, | |
| Liner! Harbour, | |
| I saw a flag waving goodbye | |
| I saw a soldier' s baby cry | |
| What' s it all for, that' s what | |
| I' m thinking | |
| Inside, I must he lacking true insight | |
| Because I always sleep at night | |
| Across the waves whilst men are . . . | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| Crossing swords before the dawn | |
| Seen before back in an infant' s dream | |
| Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath | |
| So I sailed away on their time, | |
| Liner! Taking young lives in their prime, | |
| Liner! Liner! | |
| To a distant shore | |
| All aboard before the storm |
| zuò cí : Agiesta, Curnin, Greenal ... | |
| Liner, it was a fantasy sea cruise | |
| It was a bet destined to lose | |
| Across the waves, what was he thinking? | |
| Sea shore, he had a wet foot in the sand | |
| He was holding | |
| U. N. plans | |
| Across the waves. what was he thinking? | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| They' ve never seer a place like this before | |
| Island in a forgotten latitude | |
| And with colonial attitude | |
| They took the chance for repossession | |
| Grey skies there were no palm trees in the wind | |
| And when a saint starts hiding sins | |
| It' s all aboard whilst peace is sinking | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| Crossing swords before the dawn | |
| Seen before, back in an infant' s dream | |
| Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath | |
| So I sailed away on their time, | |
| Liner! Taking young lives in their prime, | |
| Liner! Harbour, | |
| I saw a flag waving goodbye | |
| I saw a soldier' s baby cry | |
| What' s it all for, that' s what | |
| I' m thinking | |
| Inside, I must he lacking true insight | |
| Because I always sleep at night | |
| Across the waves whilst men are . . . | |
| All aboard before the storm | |
| Crossing swords before the dawn | |
| Seen before back in an infant' s dream | |
| Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath | |
| So I sailed away on their time, | |
| Liner! Taking young lives in their prime, | |
| Liner! Liner! | |
| To a distant shore | |
| All aboard before the storm |