Song | Sun City Night Life |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | In a Foreign Town |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hammill | |
To the city beat on a treacherous curve, | |
up upon the high wire you're observed – | |
you live as you live, you'll get what you deserve: | |
High life, dig those highlights, | |
Sun City nightlife: | |
you'll be like a moth consumed by a flame. | |
It's a rich man's world, kick those beggars and fools; | |
conspicuous consumption the only rule, | |
but the law of retribution will be terribly cruel. | |
Oh, but you mustn't stop to think about your place upon the planet; | |
if you did, you might steal yourself away | |
and it doesn't really matter if the show goes up tomorrow. | |
After all, this petty place is day to day. | |
Highlights of the highlife, | |
dancing at midnight, | |
dancing all moral existence away. | |
Nightlife, highlights, highlife, twilight... | |
Oh, you mustn't ever think about your place upon the planet, | |
don't look further than the bottom of a drink, | |
don't ever think about the way you'll feel tomorrow, | |
don't stop dancing or the boat will sink... | |
all in all it's gone before you blink. | |
Highlights of the high life, | |
Sun City nightlife, | |
you'll be like a moth consumed by flame... | |
Twilight of the high life, | |
chimes at midnight... | |
you're still dancing all moral existence away. | |
(A motor-bike in Afrika, | |
he's riding the white line | |
oblivious of snakes stretched out across the way like trip-wire... | |
He's dancing. | |
Biko, Biko Biko, Biko...) |
zuo ci : Hammill | |
To the city beat on a treacherous curve, | |
up upon the high wire you' re observed | |
you live as you live, you' ll get what you deserve: | |
High life, dig those highlights, | |
Sun City nightlife: | |
you' ll be like a moth consumed by a flame. | |
It' s a rich man' s world, kick those beggars and fools | |
conspicuous consumption the only rule, | |
but the law of retribution will be terribly cruel. | |
Oh, but you mustn' t stop to think about your place upon the planet | |
if you did, you might steal yourself away | |
and it doesn' t really matter if the show goes up tomorrow. | |
After all, this petty place is day to day. | |
Highlights of the highlife, | |
dancing at midnight, | |
dancing all moral existence away. | |
Nightlife, highlights, highlife, twilight... | |
Oh, you mustn' t ever think about your place upon the planet, | |
don' t look further than the bottom of a drink, | |
don' t ever think about the way you' ll feel tomorrow, | |
don' t stop dancing or the boat will sink... | |
all in all it' s gone before you blink. | |
Highlights of the high life, | |
Sun City nightlife, | |
you' ll be like a moth consumed by flame... | |
Twilight of the high life, | |
chimes at midnight... | |
you' re still dancing all moral existence away. | |
A motorbike in Afrika, | |
he' s riding the white line | |
oblivious of snakes stretched out across the way like tripwire... | |
He' s dancing. | |
Biko, Biko Biko, Biko... |
zuò cí : Hammill | |
To the city beat on a treacherous curve, | |
up upon the high wire you' re observed | |
you live as you live, you' ll get what you deserve: | |
High life, dig those highlights, | |
Sun City nightlife: | |
you' ll be like a moth consumed by a flame. | |
It' s a rich man' s world, kick those beggars and fools | |
conspicuous consumption the only rule, | |
but the law of retribution will be terribly cruel. | |
Oh, but you mustn' t stop to think about your place upon the planet | |
if you did, you might steal yourself away | |
and it doesn' t really matter if the show goes up tomorrow. | |
After all, this petty place is day to day. | |
Highlights of the highlife, | |
dancing at midnight, | |
dancing all moral existence away. | |
Nightlife, highlights, highlife, twilight... | |
Oh, you mustn' t ever think about your place upon the planet, | |
don' t look further than the bottom of a drink, | |
don' t ever think about the way you' ll feel tomorrow, | |
don' t stop dancing or the boat will sink... | |
all in all it' s gone before you blink. | |
Highlights of the high life, | |
Sun City nightlife, | |
you' ll be like a moth consumed by flame... | |
Twilight of the high life, | |
chimes at midnight... | |
you' re still dancing all moral existence away. | |
A motorbike in Afrika, | |
he' s riding the white line | |
oblivious of snakes stretched out across the way like tripwire... | |
He' s dancing. | |
Biko, Biko Biko, Biko... |