| 作词 : Mould | |
| I walk through the day | |
| Through the open fields | |
| I walk to my truck | |
| To my truck and drive away | |
| To the road | |
| Through the broken roads, trusty road | |
| I was headed for the road | |
| The road that runs that way | |
| And i, i see the train | |
| The trains don't run to brasilia | |
| I walked through the fields | |
| Through the fields to brasilia | |
| My ticket stub says i'm going | |
| I'm going to trenton | |
| When my friends stop by | |
| I try to impress them, no buildings over two stories high | |
| Except my house, oh my my, i see | |
| See crossed lattice work made out of brick | |
| I see buildings | |
| With laundry hanging out of the window | |
| Never in my wildest dreams would i think i'd see | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| When you live in the middle of nowhere | |
| Your imagination runs away and wild | |
| You make games, i make games that i play most once a day | |
| I pretend brasilia turned to trenton | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| Department store | |
| The only place that i buy clothes anymore | |
| I used to be a big shopper 'round the world | |
| Big credit cards, they don't matter anymore | |
| 'cause i can't pay any money that i owe | |
| To these cards anymore | |
| They don't take these things down at the bank | |
| They just take money | |
| Imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere | |
| Imagination runs away for a while | |
| I play games about once a day or so | |
| I don't know, that's where i'd rather go | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| I wish that i could tell my story | |
| To all the people that listened to my story long ago | |
| I knew that this would happen sooner or later | |
| That i'd get disillusioned with it all | |
| Just throw my hands up to the sky and say | |
| Oh lord, what happened, what happened | |
| To make things run this way | |
| Imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere | |
| Your imagination runs away for a while | |
| You learn to play games about once every day or so | |
| I walked to brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton |
| zuo ci : Mould | |
| I walk through the day | |
| Through the open fields | |
| I walk to my truck | |
| To my truck and drive away | |
| To the road | |
| Through the broken roads, trusty road | |
| I was headed for the road | |
| The road that runs that way | |
| And i, i see the train | |
| The trains don' t run to brasilia | |
| I walked through the fields | |
| Through the fields to brasilia | |
| My ticket stub says i' m going | |
| I' m going to trenton | |
| When my friends stop by | |
| I try to impress them, no buildings over two stories high | |
| Except my house, oh my my, i see | |
| See crossed lattice work made out of brick | |
| I see buildings | |
| With laundry hanging out of the window | |
| Never in my wildest dreams would i think i' d see | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| When you live in the middle of nowhere | |
| Your imagination runs away and wild | |
| You make games, i make games that i play most once a day | |
| I pretend brasilia turned to trenton | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| Department store | |
| The only place that i buy clothes anymore | |
| I used to be a big shopper ' round the world | |
| Big credit cards, they don' t matter anymore | |
| ' cause i can' t pay any money that i owe | |
| To these cards anymore | |
| They don' t take these things down at the bank | |
| They just take money | |
| Imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere | |
| Imagination runs away for a while | |
| I play games about once a day or so | |
| I don' t know, that' s where i' d rather go | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| I wish that i could tell my story | |
| To all the people that listened to my story long ago | |
| I knew that this would happen sooner or later | |
| That i' d get disillusioned with it all | |
| Just throw my hands up to the sky and say | |
| Oh lord, what happened, what happened | |
| To make things run this way | |
| Imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere | |
| Your imagination runs away for a while | |
| You learn to play games about once every day or so | |
| I walked to brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton |
| zuò cí : Mould | |
| I walk through the day | |
| Through the open fields | |
| I walk to my truck | |
| To my truck and drive away | |
| To the road | |
| Through the broken roads, trusty road | |
| I was headed for the road | |
| The road that runs that way | |
| And i, i see the train | |
| The trains don' t run to brasilia | |
| I walked through the fields | |
| Through the fields to brasilia | |
| My ticket stub says i' m going | |
| I' m going to trenton | |
| When my friends stop by | |
| I try to impress them, no buildings over two stories high | |
| Except my house, oh my my, i see | |
| See crossed lattice work made out of brick | |
| I see buildings | |
| With laundry hanging out of the window | |
| Never in my wildest dreams would i think i' d see | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| When you live in the middle of nowhere | |
| Your imagination runs away and wild | |
| You make games, i make games that i play most once a day | |
| I pretend brasilia turned to trenton | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| Department store | |
| The only place that i buy clothes anymore | |
| I used to be a big shopper ' round the world | |
| Big credit cards, they don' t matter anymore | |
| ' cause i can' t pay any money that i owe | |
| To these cards anymore | |
| They don' t take these things down at the bank | |
| They just take money | |
| Imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere | |
| Imagination runs away for a while | |
| I play games about once a day or so | |
| I don' t know, that' s where i' d rather go | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| I wish that i could tell my story | |
| To all the people that listened to my story long ago | |
| I knew that this would happen sooner or later | |
| That i' d get disillusioned with it all | |
| Just throw my hands up to the sky and say | |
| Oh lord, what happened, what happened | |
| To make things run this way | |
| Imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere | |
| Your imagination runs away for a while | |
| You learn to play games about once every day or so | |
| I walked to brasilia crossed with trenton | |
| Brasilia crossed with trenton |
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