Song | Drunk Tank - BBC In Session - John Peel 27/04/93 |
Artist | Tindersticks |
Album | The BBC Sessions |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Tindersticks | |
(OK...1,2,3,4....) | |
How are you doing tonight? | |
Pull the blankets tight | |
The drunks shout outside your window | |
Light scrapes across your wall | |
Think of me | |
It never goes away | |
Think of me, I know | |
It never goes away | |
How are you doing tonight? | |
I don't wanna fight | |
Just walked these miles | |
To be passing by | |
Just to say | |
That I'm okay | |
For you to see the state of me | |
I know I said | |
We'd better get home to bed | |
And I was the one | |
I always stayed out so late | |
Always forgiving | |
My inconsideration | |
It's a different story | |
When you can never go home again | |
I'm home, home again | |
My hands came back today | |
Finally set themselves free | |
No more fists on the end of my arms | |
Just these hands, trembling | |
Think of me | |
It never goes away | |
Think of me | |
The way I used to be | |
I know I said | |
We'd better get home to bed | |
And I was the one | |
I always stayed out so late | |
Always forgiving | |
My inconsideration | |
It's a different story | |
When you can never go home again | |
I'm home, home again |
zuo ci : Tindersticks | |
OK... 1, 2, 3, 4.... | |
How are you doing tonight? | |
Pull the blankets tight | |
The drunks shout outside your window | |
Light scrapes across your wall | |
Think of me | |
It never goes away | |
Think of me, I know | |
It never goes away | |
How are you doing tonight? | |
I don' t wanna fight | |
Just walked these miles | |
To be passing by | |
Just to say | |
That I' m okay | |
For you to see the state of me | |
I know I said | |
We' d better get home to bed | |
And I was the one | |
I always stayed out so late | |
Always forgiving | |
My inconsideration | |
It' s a different story | |
When you can never go home again | |
I' m home, home again | |
My hands came back today | |
Finally set themselves free | |
No more fists on the end of my arms | |
Just these hands, trembling | |
Think of me | |
It never goes away | |
Think of me | |
The way I used to be | |
I know I said | |
We' d better get home to bed | |
And I was the one | |
I always stayed out so late | |
Always forgiving | |
My inconsideration | |
It' s a different story | |
When you can never go home again | |
I' m home, home again |
zuò cí : Tindersticks | |
OK... 1, 2, 3, 4.... | |
How are you doing tonight? | |
Pull the blankets tight | |
The drunks shout outside your window | |
Light scrapes across your wall | |
Think of me | |
It never goes away | |
Think of me, I know | |
It never goes away | |
How are you doing tonight? | |
I don' t wanna fight | |
Just walked these miles | |
To be passing by | |
Just to say | |
That I' m okay | |
For you to see the state of me | |
I know I said | |
We' d better get home to bed | |
And I was the one | |
I always stayed out so late | |
Always forgiving | |
My inconsideration | |
It' s a different story | |
When you can never go home again | |
I' m home, home again | |
My hands came back today | |
Finally set themselves free | |
No more fists on the end of my arms | |
Just these hands, trembling | |
Think of me | |
It never goes away | |
Think of me | |
The way I used to be | |
I know I said | |
We' d better get home to bed | |
And I was the one | |
I always stayed out so late | |
Always forgiving | |
My inconsideration | |
It' s a different story | |
When you can never go home again | |
I' m home, home again |