Song | Ruby Dear |
Artist | Talking Heads |
Album | Naked |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tina Weymouth/Jerry Harrison/Chris Frantz/David Byrne | |
'round and 'round | |
And we won't let go | |
And where we stop | |
No one knows | |
Uh-huh uh-huh | |
Down and down | |
In a spin we turn | |
Looking like | |
We'll never learn | |
Uh-huh uh-huh | |
Think about | |
What ev'ryone is saying | |
Ruby dear | |
Oh don't you hear | |
Late at night | |
When the radio is playing | |
Ruby dear | |
So looky here | |
Oh this record's broken | |
It slips a beat | |
And all those watermelons | |
Have gone to seed | |
Nothing lives | |
In this dirty little river | |
No one here | |
Will shed a tear | |
It dried up | |
But it couldn't run forever | |
Ruby dear | |
That's what we hear | |
I still like the ocean | |
Down by the sea | |
They left that door wide open | |
It tempted me | |
Hounding me | |
From the bedroom to the kitchen | |
Ruby dear | |
I'm still right here | |
Now they throwed | |
The fox amongst the chickens | |
It's too deep | |
I'll drown in my sleep! | |
Angels and prostitutes | |
They might look the same | |
And if to hell we're going | |
I'll see you there | |
'round and 'round | |
And we won't let go | |
And where we stop | |
No one knows | |
Uh-huh uh-huh | |
Down the street | |
Where the bonfires glow | |
Looking like | |
They lost control | |
Uh-huh uh-huh | |
Settle down | |
In that rocking chair | |
Breathing in | |
That rotten air | |
Uh-huh uh-huh | |
Johnny jones | |
Fell fast asleep | |
Down a hole | |
Where the rocks are steep | |
Uh-huh uh-huh |
zuo qu : Tina Weymouth Jerry Harrison Chris Frantz David Byrne | |
' round and ' round | |
And we won' t let go | |
And where we stop | |
No one knows | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Down and down | |
In a spin we turn | |
Looking like | |
We' ll never learn | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Think about | |
What ev' ryone is saying | |
Ruby dear | |
Oh don' t you hear | |
Late at night | |
When the radio is playing | |
Ruby dear | |
So looky here | |
Oh this record' s broken | |
It slips a beat | |
And all those watermelons | |
Have gone to seed | |
Nothing lives | |
In this dirty little river | |
No one here | |
Will shed a tear | |
It dried up | |
But it couldn' t run forever | |
Ruby dear | |
That' s what we hear | |
I still like the ocean | |
Down by the sea | |
They left that door wide open | |
It tempted me | |
Hounding me | |
From the bedroom to the kitchen | |
Ruby dear | |
I' m still right here | |
Now they throwed | |
The fox amongst the chickens | |
It' s too deep | |
I' ll drown in my sleep! | |
Angels and prostitutes | |
They might look the same | |
And if to hell we' re going | |
I' ll see you there | |
' round and ' round | |
And we won' t let go | |
And where we stop | |
No one knows | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Down the street | |
Where the bonfires glow | |
Looking like | |
They lost control | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Settle down | |
In that rocking chair | |
Breathing in | |
That rotten air | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Johnny jones | |
Fell fast asleep | |
Down a hole | |
Where the rocks are steep | |
Uhhuh uhhuh |
zuò qǔ : Tina Weymouth Jerry Harrison Chris Frantz David Byrne | |
' round and ' round | |
And we won' t let go | |
And where we stop | |
No one knows | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Down and down | |
In a spin we turn | |
Looking like | |
We' ll never learn | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Think about | |
What ev' ryone is saying | |
Ruby dear | |
Oh don' t you hear | |
Late at night | |
When the radio is playing | |
Ruby dear | |
So looky here | |
Oh this record' s broken | |
It slips a beat | |
And all those watermelons | |
Have gone to seed | |
Nothing lives | |
In this dirty little river | |
No one here | |
Will shed a tear | |
It dried up | |
But it couldn' t run forever | |
Ruby dear | |
That' s what we hear | |
I still like the ocean | |
Down by the sea | |
They left that door wide open | |
It tempted me | |
Hounding me | |
From the bedroom to the kitchen | |
Ruby dear | |
I' m still right here | |
Now they throwed | |
The fox amongst the chickens | |
It' s too deep | |
I' ll drown in my sleep! | |
Angels and prostitutes | |
They might look the same | |
And if to hell we' re going | |
I' ll see you there | |
' round and ' round | |
And we won' t let go | |
And where we stop | |
No one knows | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Down the street | |
Where the bonfires glow | |
Looking like | |
They lost control | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Settle down | |
In that rocking chair | |
Breathing in | |
That rotten air | |
Uhhuh uhhuh | |
Johnny jones | |
Fell fast asleep | |
Down a hole | |
Where the rocks are steep | |
Uhhuh uhhuh |