Song | Duane Joseph |
Artist | The Juliana Theory |
Album | Live 10.13.2001 |
作曲 : Alan, Detar | |
Tell your mom you need a day off | |
So we can play out in the rain | |
We'll catch a ride to the mall | |
Go down to the arcade' | |
Cause that's where all the cool kids play | |
Tell your mom you need a day off' | |
Cause I don't feel like school today | |
We'll ride our boards down the hill | |
And to the playground | |
Where everything's okay | |
Tell your mom we will be home late' | |
Cause building cabins in the woods is hard work | |
You always know that | |
I'll be there' | |
Cause I'm the type and you'll be near | |
My closest friend, we'll always be | |
You are a hometown kid like me | |
Tell your mom to make us lunch now' | |
Cause we worked up an appetite | |
G.I. Joes and karate | |
Matches in the back yard | |
Where everything's alright | |
Now I can see that things have changed | |
We've gone our separate ways now | |
And it's not you and me | |
AnymoreWhoa | |
Why can't it be the way it was | |
When they were us | |
My closest friends have turned and fled | |
You are a million miles away | |
And I guess | |
I'll hold my breath | |
There is no harm for hoping for change | |
And I guess | |
I'll hold my breath | |
There is no harm in hoping for change | |
And I guess | |
I'll hold my breath | |
There is no harm in hoping for change | |
And I guess | |
I'll hold my breath |
zuò qǔ : Alan, Detar | |
Tell your mom you need a day off | |
So we can play out in the rain | |
We' ll catch a ride to the mall | |
Go down to the arcade' | |
Cause that' s where all the cool kids play | |
Tell your mom you need a day off' | |
Cause I don' t feel like school today | |
We' ll ride our boards down the hill | |
And to the playground | |
Where everything' s okay | |
Tell your mom we will be home late' | |
Cause building cabins in the woods is hard work | |
You always know that | |
I' ll be there' | |
Cause I' m the type and you' ll be near | |
My closest friend, we' ll always be | |
You are a hometown kid like me | |
Tell your mom to make us lunch now' | |
Cause we worked up an appetite | |
G. I. Joes and karate | |
Matches in the back yard | |
Where everything' s alright | |
Now I can see that things have changed | |
We' ve gone our separate ways now | |
And it' s not you and me | |
AnymoreWhoa | |
Why can' t it be the way it was | |
When they were us | |
My closest friends have turned and fled | |
You are a million miles away | |
And I guess | |
I' ll hold my breath | |
There is no harm for hoping for change | |
And I guess | |
I' ll hold my breath | |
There is no harm in hoping for change | |
And I guess | |
I' ll hold my breath | |
There is no harm in hoping for change | |
And I guess | |
I' ll hold my breath |