Song | I'll Never Give It Up |
Artist | Richard Thompson |
Album | Sweet Warrior |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Thompson | |
I can't eat, | |
I can't sleep | |
Knowing that you're onyour midnight creep | |
I can't jump. | |
I can't jive | |
Knowing that you want medead or alive | |
There's no half way with you | |
You see red, white and blue | |
What holds your head oncould use another screw | |
Come on, do your worst, boy | |
That's the way, that's the way | |
Hit me where it hurts, boy, | |
That's the way, that's the way | |
Puff until you burst, boy | |
That's the way, that's the way | |
But I'll Never | |
Give It Up | |
I'll Never | |
Give It Up | |
I'll put you in my loser file | |
I don't need your reptile smile | |
I prefer you out of range | |
Stare at somebody else for a change | |
When the sky fell in, you cried | |
And blackness welled inside | |
And how your little braingot twisted and fried | |
I don't run, | |
I don't care | |
Some day we're going tomeet somewhere | |
You and me will rock and roll | |
When you crawl out ofyour sick little hole | |
So give me what you got | |
Put your money in the pot | |
Let's see what you are andwhat you're not | |
You're someone | |
I can't help betray | |
Because you built me up that way |
zuo ci : Thompson | |
I can' t eat, | |
I can' t sleep | |
Knowing that you' re onyour midnight creep | |
I can' t jump. | |
I can' t jive | |
Knowing that you want medead or alive | |
There' s no half way with you | |
You see red, white and blue | |
What holds your head oncould use another screw | |
Come on, do your worst, boy | |
That' s the way, that' s the way | |
Hit me where it hurts, boy, | |
That' s the way, that' s the way | |
Puff until you burst, boy | |
That' s the way, that' s the way | |
But I' ll Never | |
Give It Up | |
I' ll Never | |
Give It Up | |
I' ll put you in my loser file | |
I don' t need your reptile smile | |
I prefer you out of range | |
Stare at somebody else for a change | |
When the sky fell in, you cried | |
And blackness welled inside | |
And how your little braingot twisted and fried | |
I don' t run, | |
I don' t care | |
Some day we' re going tomeet somewhere | |
You and me will rock and roll | |
When you crawl out ofyour sick little hole | |
So give me what you got | |
Put your money in the pot | |
Let' s see what you are andwhat you' re not | |
You' re someone | |
I can' t help betray | |
Because you built me up that way |
zuò cí : Thompson | |
I can' t eat, | |
I can' t sleep | |
Knowing that you' re onyour midnight creep | |
I can' t jump. | |
I can' t jive | |
Knowing that you want medead or alive | |
There' s no half way with you | |
You see red, white and blue | |
What holds your head oncould use another screw | |
Come on, do your worst, boy | |
That' s the way, that' s the way | |
Hit me where it hurts, boy, | |
That' s the way, that' s the way | |
Puff until you burst, boy | |
That' s the way, that' s the way | |
But I' ll Never | |
Give It Up | |
I' ll Never | |
Give It Up | |
I' ll put you in my loser file | |
I don' t need your reptile smile | |
I prefer you out of range | |
Stare at somebody else for a change | |
When the sky fell in, you cried | |
And blackness welled inside | |
And how your little braingot twisted and fried | |
I don' t run, | |
I don' t care | |
Some day we' re going tomeet somewhere | |
You and me will rock and roll | |
When you crawl out ofyour sick little hole | |
So give me what you got | |
Put your money in the pot | |
Let' s see what you are andwhat you' re not | |
You' re someone | |
I can' t help betray | |
Because you built me up that way |