| Song | Glass, Concrete & Stone |
| Artist | David Byrne |
| Album | Grown Backwards |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Byrne | |
| Now | |
| I'm waking at the crack of dawn | |
| To send a little money home | |
| From here to | |
| The moon | |
| Is rising like a discotheque | |
| And now my bags are down and packed | |
| For traveling | |
| Looking at happiness | |
| Keeping my flavor fresh | |
| Nobody knows, I guess | |
| How far I'll go | |
| I know, so I'm | |
| Leavin at six o'clock | |
| Meet in the parking lot | |
| Harriet Hendershot | |
| Sunglasses on, she waits by this | |
| Glass and concrete and stone | |
| It is just a house, not a home | |
| Skin | |
| That covers me from head to toe | |
| Except a couple tiny holes | |
| And openings | |
| Where | |
| The city's blowing in and out | |
| And this is what it's all about | |
| Delightfully | |
| Everything's possible | |
| When you're an animal | |
| Not inconceivable | |
| How things can change | |
| I know, so I'm | |
| Putting on aftershave | |
| Nothing is out of place | |
| Gonna be on my way | |
| Try to pretend | |
| It's not | |
| Only glass and concrete and stone | |
| And it's just a house, not a home | |
| And it's glass and concrete and stone | |
| It is just a house, not a home | |
| And my head is fifty feet high | |
| Will my body and soul be my guide? |
| zuo ci : Byrne | |
| Now | |
| I' m waking at the crack of dawn | |
| To send a little money home | |
| From here to | |
| The moon | |
| Is rising like a discotheque | |
| And now my bags are down and packed | |
| For traveling | |
| Looking at happiness | |
| Keeping my flavor fresh | |
| Nobody knows, I guess | |
| How far I' ll go | |
| I know, so I' m | |
| Leavin at six o' clock | |
| Meet in the parking lot | |
| Harriet Hendershot | |
| Sunglasses on, she waits by this | |
| Glass and concrete and stone | |
| It is just a house, not a home | |
| Skin | |
| That covers me from head to toe | |
| Except a couple tiny holes | |
| And openings | |
| Where | |
| The city' s blowing in and out | |
| And this is what it' s all about | |
| Delightfully | |
| Everything' s possible | |
| When you' re an animal | |
| Not inconceivable | |
| How things can change | |
| I know, so I' m | |
| Putting on aftershave | |
| Nothing is out of place | |
| Gonna be on my way | |
| Try to pretend | |
| It' s not | |
| Only glass and concrete and stone | |
| And it' s just a house, not a home | |
| And it' s glass and concrete and stone | |
| It is just a house, not a home | |
| And my head is fifty feet high | |
| Will my body and soul be my guide? |
| zuò cí : Byrne | |
| Now | |
| I' m waking at the crack of dawn | |
| To send a little money home | |
| From here to | |
| The moon | |
| Is rising like a discotheque | |
| And now my bags are down and packed | |
| For traveling | |
| Looking at happiness | |
| Keeping my flavor fresh | |
| Nobody knows, I guess | |
| How far I' ll go | |
| I know, so I' m | |
| Leavin at six o' clock | |
| Meet in the parking lot | |
| Harriet Hendershot | |
| Sunglasses on, she waits by this | |
| Glass and concrete and stone | |
| It is just a house, not a home | |
| Skin | |
| That covers me from head to toe | |
| Except a couple tiny holes | |
| And openings | |
| Where | |
| The city' s blowing in and out | |
| And this is what it' s all about | |
| Delightfully | |
| Everything' s possible | |
| When you' re an animal | |
| Not inconceivable | |
| How things can change | |
| I know, so I' m | |
| Putting on aftershave | |
| Nothing is out of place | |
| Gonna be on my way | |
| Try to pretend | |
| It' s not | |
| Only glass and concrete and stone | |
| And it' s just a house, not a home | |
| And it' s glass and concrete and stone | |
| It is just a house, not a home | |
| And my head is fifty feet high | |
| Will my body and soul be my guide? |