Song | Indoor Fireworks |
Artist | Elvis Costello |
Album | King of America |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Costello |
[00:01.25] | We play these parlour games |
[00:06.42] | We play at make believe |
[00:10.37] | When we get to the part where I say that Im going to leave |
[00:18.69] | Everybody loves a happy ending but we dont even try |
[00:26.59] | We go straight past pretending |
[00:30.53] | To the part where everybody loves to cry |
[00:38.23] | Indoor fireworks |
[00:42.87] | Can still burn your fingers |
[00:45.81] | Indoor fireworks |
[00:48.77] | |
[00:50.21] | We swore we were safe as houses |
[00:53.60] | Theyre not so spectacular |
[00:57.86] | They dont burn up in the sky |
[01:00.99] | But they can dazzle or delight |
[01:05.86] | Or bring a tear |
[01:08.92] | When the smoke gets in your eyes |
[01:17.35] | You were the spice of life |
[01:20.77] | The gin in my vermouth |
[01:25.08] | And though the sparks would fly |
[01:27.91] | I thought our love was fireproof |
[01:33.57] | Sometimes wed fight in public darling |
[01:38.00] | With very little cause |
[01:41.57] | But different kinds of sparks would fly |
[01:44.94] | When we got on our own behind closed doors |
[01:53.06] | Its time to tell the truth |
[02:35.90] | These things have to be faced |
[02:39.29] | My fuse is burning out |
[02:42.62] | And all that powders gone to waste |
[02:48.77] | Dont think for a moment dear that well ever be through |
[02:56.13] | Ill build a bonfire of my dreams |
[03:00.56] | And burn a broken effigy of me and you |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Costello |
[00:01.25] | We play these parlour games |
[00:06.42] | We play at make believe |
[00:10.37] | When we get to the part where I say that Im going to leave |
[00:18.69] | Everybody loves a happy ending but we dont even try |
[00:26.59] | We go straight past pretending |
[00:30.53] | To the part where everybody loves to cry |
[00:38.23] | Indoor fireworks |
[00:42.87] | Can still burn your fingers |
[00:45.81] | Indoor fireworks |
[00:48.77] | |
[00:50.21] | We swore we were safe as houses |
[00:53.60] | Theyre not so spectacular |
[00:57.86] | They dont burn up in the sky |
[01:00.99] | But they can dazzle or delight |
[01:05.86] | Or bring a tear |
[01:08.92] | When the smoke gets in your eyes |
[01:17.35] | You were the spice of life |
[01:20.77] | The gin in my vermouth |
[01:25.08] | And though the sparks would fly |
[01:27.91] | I thought our love was fireproof |
[01:33.57] | Sometimes wed fight in public darling |
[01:38.00] | With very little cause |
[01:41.57] | But different kinds of sparks would fly |
[01:44.94] | When we got on our own behind closed doors |
[01:53.06] | Its time to tell the truth |
[02:35.90] | These things have to be faced |
[02:39.29] | My fuse is burning out |
[02:42.62] | And all that powders gone to waste |
[02:48.77] | Dont think for a moment dear that well ever be through |
[02:56.13] | Ill build a bonfire of my dreams |
[03:00.56] | And burn a broken effigy of me and you |