Song | Rocks On The Road |
Artist | Jethro Tull |
Album | 2 Original Classic Albums |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
There's a black cat down on the quayside. | |
Ship's lights, green eyes glowing in the dark. | |
Two young cops handing out a beating: | |
know how to hurt and leave no mark. | |
Down in the half-lit bar of the hotel | |
there's a call for the last round of the day. | |
Push back the stool, take that elevator ride. | |
Jethro Tull | |
Fall in bed and kick my shoes away. | |
Rocks on the road. | |
Can't sleep through the wild sound of the city. | |
Hear a car full of young boys heading for a fight. | |
Long distance telephone keeps ringing out engaged: | |
wonder who you're talking with tonight. | |
Who you talking with tonight? | |
Rocks on the road. | |
Tired plumbing wakes me in the morning. | |
Well, I'm up for the down side, life's a bitch | |
and all that stuff: | |
so come and shake some apples from my tree. | |
Have to pay for my minibar madness. | |
Itemised phone bill overload. | |
Well now, how about some heavy rolling? | |
Move these rocks on the road. | |
Crumbs on the breakfast table. | |
And a million other little things to spoil my day. | |
Now how about a little light music | |
to chase it all away? | |
To chase it all away. | |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Anderson |
There' s a black cat down on the quayside. | |
Ship' s lights, green eyes glowing in the dark. | |
Two young cops handing out a beating: | |
know how to hurt and leave no mark. | |
Down in the halflit bar of the hotel | |
there' s a call for the last round of the day. | |
Push back the stool, take that elevator ride. | |
Jethro Tull | |
Fall in bed and kick my shoes away. | |
Rocks on the road. | |
Can' t sleep through the wild sound of the city. | |
Hear a car full of young boys heading for a fight. | |
Long distance telephone keeps ringing out engaged: | |
wonder who you' re talking with tonight. | |
Who you talking with tonight? | |
Rocks on the road. | |
Tired plumbing wakes me in the morning. | |
Well, I' m up for the down side, life' s a bitch | |
and all that stuff: | |
so come and shake some apples from my tree. | |
Have to pay for my minibar madness. | |
Itemised phone bill overload. | |
Well now, how about some heavy rolling? | |
Move these rocks on the road. | |
Crumbs on the breakfast table. | |
And a million other little things to spoil my day. | |
Now how about a little light music | |
to chase it all away? | |
To chase it all away. | |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Anderson |
There' s a black cat down on the quayside. | |
Ship' s lights, green eyes glowing in the dark. | |
Two young cops handing out a beating: | |
know how to hurt and leave no mark. | |
Down in the halflit bar of the hotel | |
there' s a call for the last round of the day. | |
Push back the stool, take that elevator ride. | |
Jethro Tull | |
Fall in bed and kick my shoes away. | |
Rocks on the road. | |
Can' t sleep through the wild sound of the city. | |
Hear a car full of young boys heading for a fight. | |
Long distance telephone keeps ringing out engaged: | |
wonder who you' re talking with tonight. | |
Who you talking with tonight? | |
Rocks on the road. | |
Tired plumbing wakes me in the morning. | |
Well, I' m up for the down side, life' s a bitch | |
and all that stuff: | |
so come and shake some apples from my tree. | |
Have to pay for my minibar madness. | |
Itemised phone bill overload. | |
Well now, how about some heavy rolling? | |
Move these rocks on the road. | |
Crumbs on the breakfast table. | |
And a million other little things to spoil my day. | |
Now how about a little light music | |
to chase it all away? | |
To chase it all away. | |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Anderson |