Terry a. Davis Lyrics

	作词 : Andy Constantinou
	作曲 : Andy Constantinou
	Disconnected, lost in a chaos
	That only his reason could comprehend
	A life with such promise
	Shattered by voices
	Inside the whir of a troubled mind
	With a cigarette in his hand
	Convinced; the CIA are following him
	"Those ****ers glow in the dark
	You gotta hit em with your car"
	Terry sits alone preaching to the world
	From the back of his van
	Behind a weathered face and excited eyes
	Through his hands, the divine in lines of code
	A nomad content
	Roaming the electronic pipelines
	A misunderstood genius
	His final words said it all
	"I'm a bizarre little person
	Who walks back and forth"
	Sleeping down by the tracks
	Until the train took him far away
	And I hope that it's quiet there
	And I hope that it's safe
	It must have been a shock to them
	To see such a horribly sick person
	But now you're with the stars
	It's time to take your throne.

	zuo ci : Andy Constantinou
	zuo qu : Andy Constantinou
	Disconnected, lost in a chaos
	That only his reason could comprehend
	A life with such promise
	Shattered by voices
	Inside the whir of a troubled mind
	With a cigarette in his hand
	Convinced the CIA are following him
	" Those ers glow in the dark
	You gotta hit em with your car"
	Terry sits alone preaching to the world
	From the back of his van
	Behind a weathered face and excited eyes
	Through his hands, the divine in lines of code
	A nomad content
	Roaming the electronic pipelines
	A misunderstood genius
	His final words said it all
	" I' m a bizarre little person
	Who walks back and forth"
	Sleeping down by the tracks
	Until the train took him far away
	And I hope that it' s quiet there
	And I hope that it' s safe
	It must have been a shock to them
	To see such a horribly sick person
	But now you' re with the stars
	It' s time to take your throne.

	zuò cí : Andy Constantinou
	zuò qǔ : Andy Constantinou
	Disconnected, lost in a chaos
	That only his reason could comprehend
	A life with such promise
	Shattered by voices
	Inside the whir of a troubled mind
	With a cigarette in his hand
	Convinced the CIA are following him
	" Those ers glow in the dark
	You gotta hit em with your car"
	Terry sits alone preaching to the world
	From the back of his van
	Behind a weathered face and excited eyes
	Through his hands, the divine in lines of code
	A nomad content
	Roaming the electronic pipelines
	A misunderstood genius
	His final words said it all
	" I' m a bizarre little person
	Who walks back and forth"
	Sleeping down by the tracks
	Until the train took him far away
	And I hope that it' s quiet there
	And I hope that it' s safe
	It must have been a shock to them
	To see such a horribly sick person
	But now you' re with the stars
	It' s time to take your throne.

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