August saw a contest fit for Kings
From far and wide they came to trade their swings
Little grubs with stone-age clubs
And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
Harold took an eight-iron at the first
Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out,
He'd met his match
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
It's all in the timing.
Drinking up with no holes barred to play.
Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,
When suddenly the air began to cool
Otto heard it, running back,
As Luther strode up, crying "Winter Rules".
"Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,
"You're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced".
And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
It's all in the timing.
Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sisters sympathiser
Drinking up with no holes left to play.
The hour of confrontation now was nigh
As Plato and Justinian were tied,
Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
Their supremacy now could not be denied.
The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
But there they stood, incredulous,
The distance reading "Nebulous"
And "Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
It's all in the timing.
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
Or else I'll be crying.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:17.88]August saw a contest fit for Kings
[00:21.93]From far and wide they came to trade their swings
[00:26.13]Little grubs with stone-age clubs
[00:27.99]And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
[00:30.00]They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
[00:32.73]Harold took an eight-iron at the first
[00:42.60]Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out,
[00:45.39]He'd met his match
[00:50.67]So, we're all as we lie
[00:53.55]We're all as we're lying.
[00:54.09]No, don't tell me it's time,
[01:00.54]It's all in the timing.
[01:10.86]Drinking up with no holes barred to play.
[01:21.63]Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,
[01:25.44]When suddenly the air began to cool
[01:29.88]Otto heard it, running back,
[01:33.69]As Luther strode up, crying "Winter Rules".
[01:36.45]"Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,
[01:40.59]"You're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced".
[01:49.80]And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
[01:54.18]So, we're all as we lie
[01:55.35]We're all as we're lying.
[01:55.77]No, don't tell me it's time,
[02:05.40]It's all in the timing.
[02:05.85]Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sisters sympathiser
[02:17.25]Drinking up with no holes left to play.
[02:50.07]The hour of confrontation now was nigh
[02:52.47]As Plato and Justinian were tied,
[02:56.55]Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
[03:01.86]Their supremacy now could not be denied.
[03:04.47]The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
[03:08.43]As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
[03:14.58]But there they stood, incredulous,
[03:16.50]The distance reading "Nebulous"
[03:18.48]And "Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".
[03:22.59]So, we're all as we lie
[03:23.31]We're all as we're lying.
[03:23.73]No, don't tell me it's time,
[03:42.30]It's all in the timing.
[03:56.82]So, we're all as we lie
[04:19.35]We're all as we're lying.
[04:19.77]No, don't tell me it's time,
[04:21.96]Or else I'll be crying.
📝 纯歌词版本
August saw a contest fit for Kings
From far and wide they came to trade their swings
Little grubs with stone-age clubs
And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
Harold took an eight-iron at the first
Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out,
He'd met his match
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
It's all in the timing.
Drinking up with no holes barred to play.
Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,
When suddenly the air began to cool
Otto heard it, running back,
As Luther strode up, crying "Winter Rules".
"Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,
"You're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced".
And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
It's all in the timing.
Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sisters sympathiser
Drinking up with no holes left to play.
The hour of confrontation now was nigh
As Plato and Justinian were tied,
Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
Their supremacy now could not be denied.
The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
But there they stood, incredulous,
The distance reading "Nebulous"
And "Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
It's all in the timing.
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying.
No, don't tell me it's time,
Or else I'll be crying.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:17.88]August saw a contest fit for Kings
[00:21.93]From far and wide they came to trade their swings
[00:26.13]Little grubs with stone-age clubs
[00:27.99]And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
[00:30.00]They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
[00:32.73]Harold took an eight-iron at the first
[00:42.60]Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out,
[00:45.39]He'd met his match
[00:50.67]So, we're all as we lie
[00:53.55]We're all as we're lying.
[00:54.09]No, don't tell me it's time,
[01:00.54]It's all in the timing.
[01:10.86]Drinking up with no holes barred to play.
[01:21.63]Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,
[01:25.44]When suddenly the air began to cool
[01:29.88]Otto heard it, running back,
[01:33.69]As Luther strode up, crying "Winter Rules".
[01:36.45]"Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,
[01:40.59]"You're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced".
[01:49.80]And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
[01:54.18]So, we're all as we lie
[01:55.35]We're all as we're lying.
[01:55.77]No, don't tell me it's time,
[02:05.40]It's all in the timing.
[02:05.85]Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sisters sympathiser
[02:17.25]Drinking up with no holes left to play.
[02:50.07]The hour of confrontation now was nigh
[02:52.47]As Plato and Justinian were tied,
[02:56.55]Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
[03:01.86]Their supremacy now could not be denied.
[03:04.47]The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
[03:08.43]As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
[03:14.58]But there they stood, incredulous,
[03:16.50]The distance reading "Nebulous"
[03:18.48]And "Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".
[03:22.59]So, we're all as we lie
[03:23.31]We're all as we're lying.
[03:23.73]No, don't tell me it's time,
[03:42.30]It's all in the timing.
[03:56.82]So, we're all as we lie
[04:19.35]We're all as we're lying.
[04:19.77]No, don't tell me it's time,
[04:21.96]Or else I'll be crying.
Look, see how the world goes round,
Look, see how the day goes on,
All the time a wind is blowing
Where it's blowing next we don't know...
Look, someo...