| Song | mirror in the Sky |
| Artist | k-os |
| Album | Atlantis - Hymns for Disco |
| 作曲 : Brereton | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they're knocking on my door again | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they're knocking on my door again | |
| If I told you, you wouldn't believe it | |
| Tonight, there's a roaring storm | |
| Took some time for my eyes to reveal it | |
| Now it seems that it won't go on | |
| When I wake and | |
| I go to my closet | |
| Find something fresh to wear | |
| Hoping I open up the door now | |
| Seems that the cupboard is bare | |
| It's the same old soul, the same old song, the same old role | |
| It's the same old soul, the same old song, the same old wrong | |
| And now I'm taking time down the roadblocks | |
| I can't stop, no, no, the same old song, yeah | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they're knocking on my door again | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they're knocking on my door again | |
| Yo, I'm not a gangster, | |
| I'm not a beggar | |
| I'm not a, | |
| I'm not a pimp, | |
| I'm not a prankster | |
| I'm not an actor, not a fighter | |
| I'm a just a man that makes the crowd push up your lighter | |
| Been chopping down blocks | |
| Things never stop, tick, tick, tock | |
| And say, oh, the day we gon' lie | |
| Listen to the radio, just fly | |
| Freeze the frame, what's her name? | |
| Play the game but got no fame | |
| Freeze the frame, what's her name? | |
| Play the game but got no fame | |
| I'm all dressed up this evening with no real place to go | |
| With all these human beings putting on a show | |
| I'm all dressed up this evening with no real place to go | |
| With all these human beings just putting on a show, oh, oh, oh, oh |
| zuò qǔ : Brereton | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they' re knocking on my door again | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they' re knocking on my door again | |
| If I told you, you wouldn' t believe it | |
| Tonight, there' s a roaring storm | |
| Took some time for my eyes to reveal it | |
| Now it seems that it won' t go on | |
| When I wake and | |
| I go to my closet | |
| Find something fresh to wear | |
| Hoping I open up the door now | |
| Seems that the cupboard is bare | |
| It' s the same old soul, the same old song, the same old role | |
| It' s the same old soul, the same old song, the same old wrong | |
| And now I' m taking time down the roadblocks | |
| I can' t stop, no, no, the same old song, yeah | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they' re knocking on my door again | |
| Dressed up and nowhere to go | |
| I am looking for the mirror in the sky | |
| Make me row my boat out to the sea | |
| But they' re knocking on my door again | |
| Yo, I' m not a gangster, | |
| I' m not a beggar | |
| I' m not a, | |
| I' m not a pimp, | |
| I' m not a prankster | |
| I' m not an actor, not a fighter | |
| I' m a just a man that makes the crowd push up your lighter | |
| Been chopping down blocks | |
| Things never stop, tick, tick, tock | |
| And say, oh, the day we gon' lie | |
| Listen to the radio, just fly | |
| Freeze the frame, what' s her name? | |
| Play the game but got no fame | |
| Freeze the frame, what' s her name? | |
| Play the game but got no fame | |
| I' m all dressed up this evening with no real place to go | |
| With all these human beings putting on a show | |
| I' m all dressed up this evening with no real place to go | |
| With all these human beings just putting on a show, oh, oh, oh, oh |