| Song | Sweet Bird Of Truth |
| Artist | The The |
| Album | London Town 1983-1993 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Johnson | |
| 6 o'clock in the morning & i'm the last person in this plane still awake | |
| Y'know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores, | |
| Of this land that can't forget its past. | |
| Oh the wind that carries this plane, is the wind of change, heaven sent and hell bent! over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other | |
| GI Joes EE- | |
| AY-EE-AY----adios! | |
| CHORUS This is your captain calling--"with an urgent warning" | |
| We're above the | |
| Gulf of Arabia--"our altitude is falling" & | |
| I can't hold her up--"there's no time for thinking" | |
| All hands on deck--"this bird is sinking" | |
| Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains all the money | |
| I've made--bodies | |
| I've maimed. | |
| Time was when | |
| I seemed to know, | |
| Just like any other | |
| GI Joe Should | |
| I cry like a baby, or die like a man | |
| While all the planets like wars start joining hands, | |
| Oh what a heaven--what a hell!! | |
| Y'know there's nothing can be done in the whole wide world. | |
| I don't know whats wrong or right, | |
| I'm just a regular guy, with bottled up insides, | |
| I ain't ever been to church or believed in | |
| Jesus Christ but | |
| I'm praying that | |
| Gods with you when you die!!! |
| zuo ci : Johnson | |
| 6 o' clock in the morning i' m the last person in this plane still awake | |
| Y' know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores, | |
| Of this land that can' t forget its past. | |
| Oh the wind that carries this plane, is the wind of change, heaven sent and hell bent! over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other | |
| GI Joes EE | |
| AYEEAYadios! | |
| CHORUS This is your captain calling" with an urgent warning" | |
| We' re above the | |
| Gulf of Arabia" our altitude is falling" | |
| I can' t hold her up" there' s no time for thinking" | |
| All hands on deck" this bird is sinking" | |
| Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains all the money | |
| I' ve madebodies | |
| I' ve maimed. | |
| Time was when | |
| I seemed to know, | |
| Just like any other | |
| GI Joe Should | |
| I cry like a baby, or die like a man | |
| While all the planets like wars start joining hands, | |
| Oh what a heavenwhat a hell!! | |
| Y' know there' s nothing can be done in the whole wide world. | |
| I don' t know whats wrong or right, | |
| I' m just a regular guy, with bottled up insides, | |
| I ain' t ever been to church or believed in | |
| Jesus Christ but | |
| I' m praying that | |
| Gods with you when you die!!! |
| zuò cí : Johnson | |
| 6 o' clock in the morning i' m the last person in this plane still awake | |
| Y' know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores, | |
| Of this land that can' t forget its past. | |
| Oh the wind that carries this plane, is the wind of change, heaven sent and hell bent! over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other | |
| GI Joes EE | |
| AYEEAYadios! | |
| CHORUS This is your captain calling" with an urgent warning" | |
| We' re above the | |
| Gulf of Arabia" our altitude is falling" | |
| I can' t hold her up" there' s no time for thinking" | |
| All hands on deck" this bird is sinking" | |
| Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains all the money | |
| I' ve madebodies | |
| I' ve maimed. | |
| Time was when | |
| I seemed to know, | |
| Just like any other | |
| GI Joe Should | |
| I cry like a baby, or die like a man | |
| While all the planets like wars start joining hands, | |
| Oh what a heavenwhat a hell!! | |
| Y' know there' s nothing can be done in the whole wide world. | |
| I don' t know whats wrong or right, | |
| I' m just a regular guy, with bottled up insides, | |
| I ain' t ever been to church or believed in | |
| Jesus Christ but | |
| I' m praying that | |
| Gods with you when you die!!! |