Song | The Edge Of America |
Artist | Duran Duran |
Album | Big Thing |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Duran Duran | |
Walk the edge of America | |
A concrete beach to scrape my hand | |
inside the subway stinking fear and shame | |
becomes the violent breath | |
Vigilantes out on dawn patrol | |
but now there's nothing left to hide | |
I'm just a number on the metal fence | |
which marks the great divide | |
Hey boy | |
give your dreams a rest | |
if you're tired of searching | |
this is where it ends | |
there's nothing left to lose | |
nothing to protest | |
learn to love your anger now | |
anger here is all you possess | |
welcome to the age | |
Below the towers of the citadel | |
Seems someone overlooked the cost | |
Forgotten soldier of paradise | |
now paradise is lost | |
Recognition never realized | |
Salvation lost among the crowd | |
So tell me beside this sterile sea | |
where is your nation now? | |
And we say | |
Hey boy | |
give your dreams a rest | |
if you're tired of searching | |
this is where it ends | |
there's nothing left to lose | |
nothing to protest | |
learn to love your anger now | |
anger here is all you possess | |
welcome to the age |
zuo ci : Duran Duran | |
Walk the edge of America | |
A concrete beach to scrape my hand | |
inside the subway stinking fear and shame | |
becomes the violent breath | |
Vigilantes out on dawn patrol | |
but now there' s nothing left to hide | |
I' m just a number on the metal fence | |
which marks the great divide | |
Hey boy | |
give your dreams a rest | |
if you' re tired of searching | |
this is where it ends | |
there' s nothing left to lose | |
nothing to protest | |
learn to love your anger now | |
anger here is all you possess | |
welcome to the age | |
Below the towers of the citadel | |
Seems someone overlooked the cost | |
Forgotten soldier of paradise | |
now paradise is lost | |
Recognition never realized | |
Salvation lost among the crowd | |
So tell me beside this sterile sea | |
where is your nation now? | |
And we say | |
Hey boy | |
give your dreams a rest | |
if you' re tired of searching | |
this is where it ends | |
there' s nothing left to lose | |
nothing to protest | |
learn to love your anger now | |
anger here is all you possess | |
welcome to the age |
zuò cí : Duran Duran | |
Walk the edge of America | |
A concrete beach to scrape my hand | |
inside the subway stinking fear and shame | |
becomes the violent breath | |
Vigilantes out on dawn patrol | |
but now there' s nothing left to hide | |
I' m just a number on the metal fence | |
which marks the great divide | |
Hey boy | |
give your dreams a rest | |
if you' re tired of searching | |
this is where it ends | |
there' s nothing left to lose | |
nothing to protest | |
learn to love your anger now | |
anger here is all you possess | |
welcome to the age | |
Below the towers of the citadel | |
Seems someone overlooked the cost | |
Forgotten soldier of paradise | |
now paradise is lost | |
Recognition never realized | |
Salvation lost among the crowd | |
So tell me beside this sterile sea | |
where is your nation now? | |
And we say | |
Hey boy | |
give your dreams a rest | |
if you' re tired of searching | |
this is where it ends | |
there' s nothing left to lose | |
nothing to protest | |
learn to love your anger now | |
anger here is all you possess | |
welcome to the age |