作词 : Mogg, Schenker | |
(instrumental) | |
Windows are closing, you smell the track | |
Traffic is heavy | |
Up riding the rack | |
Bodies are buried, freeways and wells | |
Boneyards with vistas | |
Gateways to hell | |
When it's all over, | |
You'll frown and fret | |
Way down the line | |
Where no angels tread | |
Soldiers are gathering, not missing a beat | |
A poetry reading, while reaping the wheat | |
Out looking for | |
Venus She's black marble on ice | |
Cut to precision | |
Weighted like dice | |
When it's all over, | |
You'll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread | |
Maybe you'll make it, maybe you won't | |
The world and his dog, won't care if you don't (instrumental) | |
When it's all over, | |
You'll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread | |
Maybe you'll make it, maybe you won't | |
The world and his dog won't care if you don't | |
When it's all over, | |
You'll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread (instrumental over and out!) |
zuo ci : Mogg, Schenker | |
instrumental | |
Windows are closing, you smell the track | |
Traffic is heavy | |
Up riding the rack | |
Bodies are buried, freeways and wells | |
Boneyards with vistas | |
Gateways to hell | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line | |
Where no angels tread | |
Soldiers are gathering, not missing a beat | |
A poetry reading, while reaping the wheat | |
Out looking for | |
Venus She' s black marble on ice | |
Cut to precision | |
Weighted like dice | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread | |
Maybe you' ll make it, maybe you won' t | |
The world and his dog, won' t care if you don' t instrumental | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread | |
Maybe you' ll make it, maybe you won' t | |
The world and his dog won' t care if you don' t | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread instrumental over and out! |
zuò cí : Mogg, Schenker | |
instrumental | |
Windows are closing, you smell the track | |
Traffic is heavy | |
Up riding the rack | |
Bodies are buried, freeways and wells | |
Boneyards with vistas | |
Gateways to hell | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line | |
Where no angels tread | |
Soldiers are gathering, not missing a beat | |
A poetry reading, while reaping the wheat | |
Out looking for | |
Venus She' s black marble on ice | |
Cut to precision | |
Weighted like dice | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread | |
Maybe you' ll make it, maybe you won' t | |
The world and his dog, won' t care if you don' t instrumental | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread | |
Maybe you' ll make it, maybe you won' t | |
The world and his dog won' t care if you don' t | |
When it' s all over, | |
You' ll frown and fret | |
Way down the line, where no angels tread instrumental over and out! |