Afterglow Years Lyrics
| Song | Afterglow Years |
| Artist | Sound Team |
| Album | Movie Monster |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Baird, Oliver, Sound Team | |
| If I ever get back up on, get back up on my feet | |
| You'd better look out | |
| But for now, I guess that I keep | |
| Going over this same old empty ground | |
| Some day I'll come around | |
| Some day I'll come around | |
| We went out and we met with the queen of California | |
| And she said that we have a place here at the home of the hits for you | |
| But she ain't called back yet through all these afterglow years | |
| And we go in and out of ears | |
| Days get thrown into a pile | |
| In and out of ears | |
| Through all these afterglow years | |
| I see all your frowning fathers | |
| I see all your idiot sons | |
| Ones wrapped up in bed sheets | |
| Hoping that the morning will come | |
| I'm gonna write a postcard and send it out to everyone I see | |
| Tell 'em not to change a thing | |
| Tell 'em not to change a thing | |
| And you'll be all right |
| zuo qu : Baird, Oliver, Sound Team | |
| If I ever get back up on, get back up on my feet | |
| You' d better look out | |
| But for now, I guess that I keep | |
| Going over this same old empty ground | |
| Some day I' ll come around | |
| Some day I' ll come around | |
| We went out and we met with the queen of California | |
| And she said that we have a place here at the home of the hits for you | |
| But she ain' t called back yet through all these afterglow years | |
| And we go in and out of ears | |
| Days get thrown into a pile | |
| In and out of ears | |
| Through all these afterglow years | |
| I see all your frowning fathers | |
| I see all your idiot sons | |
| Ones wrapped up in bed sheets | |
| Hoping that the morning will come | |
| I' m gonna write a postcard and send it out to everyone I see | |
| Tell ' em not to change a thing | |
| Tell ' em not to change a thing | |
| And you' ll be all right |
| zuò qǔ : Baird, Oliver, Sound Team | |
| If I ever get back up on, get back up on my feet | |
| You' d better look out | |
| But for now, I guess that I keep | |
| Going over this same old empty ground | |
| Some day I' ll come around | |
| Some day I' ll come around | |
| We went out and we met with the queen of California | |
| And she said that we have a place here at the home of the hits for you | |
| But she ain' t called back yet through all these afterglow years | |
| And we go in and out of ears | |
| Days get thrown into a pile | |
| In and out of ears | |
| Through all these afterglow years | |
| I see all your frowning fathers | |
| I see all your idiot sons | |
| Ones wrapped up in bed sheets | |
| Hoping that the morning will come | |
| I' m gonna write a postcard and send it out to everyone I see | |
| Tell ' em not to change a thing | |
| Tell ' em not to change a thing | |
| And you' ll be all right |
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