Song | The Birdman |
Artist | Our Lady Peace |
Album | A Decade |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Eacrett, Lanni, Maida, Turner | |
Hopelessly a man starts to feed your day | |
Once he was there you never looked back | |
How did you think that his words might just fade away | |
He seemed harmless enough | |
So you let him in and now you'll pay | |
I can't see him but he's stalking in my thoughts | |
How does it feel | |
When you can't concentrate, | |
I just stare | |
And all of your daydreams | |
Are a seesaw for him to play on | |
And how does it feel when he calls your name | |
You plug your ears but it's not the same | |
How do you know when he pulls you back? | |
Oh, he pulls you back, back, back | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
Birdman wouldn't lie | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
But I just can't trust him tonight | |
How do you forget a stranger | |
That plagues your days? | |
We arm ourselves | |
When there's nothing to fear, right? | |
WrongHow does it feel when he comes to pass? | |
There's something there but it's not quite right | |
How does it know, does it make you mad? | |
Oh ,it makes you mad, mad, mad, mad | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
The birdman wouldn't lie | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
It's all on the other side | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
And I feel him, | |
I feel him | |
But how do we find | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
The birdman wouldn't lie | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
But I just can't trust him tonight | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
The birdman wouldn't lie | |
Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
And people and all you people | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Get it on, get it on and on and on | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Get it on, get it on | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel |
zuo ci : Eacrett, Lanni, Maida, Turner | |
Hopelessly a man starts to feed your day | |
Once he was there you never looked back | |
How did you think that his words might just fade away | |
He seemed harmless enough | |
So you let him in and now you' ll pay | |
I can' t see him but he' s stalking in my thoughts | |
How does it feel | |
When you can' t concentrate, | |
I just stare | |
And all of your daydreams | |
Are a seesaw for him to play on | |
And how does it feel when he calls your name | |
You plug your ears but it' s not the same | |
How do you know when he pulls you back? | |
Oh, he pulls you back, back, back | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
Birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
How do you forget a stranger | |
That plagues your days? | |
We arm ourselves | |
When there' s nothing to fear, right? | |
WrongHow does it feel when he comes to pass? | |
There' s something there but it' s not quite right | |
How does it know, does it make you mad? | |
Oh , it makes you mad, mad, mad, mad | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
It' s all on the other side | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
And I feel him, | |
I feel him | |
But how do we find | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
And people and all you people | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Get it on, get it on and on and on | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Get it on, get it on | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel |
zuò cí : Eacrett, Lanni, Maida, Turner | |
Hopelessly a man starts to feed your day | |
Once he was there you never looked back | |
How did you think that his words might just fade away | |
He seemed harmless enough | |
So you let him in and now you' ll pay | |
I can' t see him but he' s stalking in my thoughts | |
How does it feel | |
When you can' t concentrate, | |
I just stare | |
And all of your daydreams | |
Are a seesaw for him to play on | |
And how does it feel when he calls your name | |
You plug your ears but it' s not the same | |
How do you know when he pulls you back? | |
Oh, he pulls you back, back, back | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
Birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
How do you forget a stranger | |
That plagues your days? | |
We arm ourselves | |
When there' s nothing to fear, right? | |
WrongHow does it feel when he comes to pass? | |
There' s something there but it' s not quite right | |
How does it know, does it make you mad? | |
Oh , it makes you mad, mad, mad, mad | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
It' s all on the other side | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
And I feel him, | |
I feel him | |
But how do we find | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
And people and all you people | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Get it on, get it on and on and on | |
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
Get it on, get it on | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel him, | |
I feel him close | |
I feel |