They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses
The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we'll take our chances
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all God's children
Crept out the back door
And it's hard to love' there's so much to hate
And the wounded skies above say
it's much too much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for time
These are the days of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here
So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances
And you cling to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't.e back
'Cause he has no children to.e back for
It's hard to love there's so much to hate
And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
So maybe we should all be praying for time
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:35.91]They will not be the last
[00:39.42]Look around now
[00:41.42]These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
[00:46.48]This is the year of the hungry man
[00:50.79]Whose place is in the past
[00:53.98]Hand in hand with ignorance
[00:58.04]And legitimate excuses
[01:01.79]The rich declare themselves poor
[01:05.54]And most of us are not sure
[01:09.04]If we have too much
[01:11.10]But we'll take our chances
[01:16.16]I guess somewhere along the way
[01:19.98]He must have let us all out to play
[01:24.54]Turned his back and all God's children
[01:28.35]Crept out the back door
[01:31.35]And it's hard to love' there's so much to hate
[01:46.24]And the wounded skies above say
[01:49.81]it's much too much too late
[01:55.68]Well maybe we should all be praying for time
[01:59.60]
[02:30.66]These are the days of the empty hand
[02:34.47]Oh you hold on to what you can
[02:38.47]And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
[02:45.41]This is the year of the guilty man
[02:49.47]Your television takes a stand
[02:52.78]And you find that what was over there is over here
[03:00.35]So you scream from behind your door
[03:03.85]Say what's mine is mine and not yours
[03:07.28]I may have too much but I'll take my chances
[03:15.03]And you cling to the things they sold you
[03:18.85]Did you cover your eyes when they told you
[03:22.72]That he can't.e back
[03:24.60]'Cause he has no children to.e back for
[03:30.35]It's hard to love there's so much to hate
[03:45.10]And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
[03:54.45]So maybe we should all be praying for time
They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses
The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we'll take our chances
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all God's children
Crept out the back door
And it's hard to love' there's so much to hate
And the wounded skies above say
it's much too much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for time
These are the days of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here
So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances
And you cling to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't.e back
'Cause he has no children to.e back for
It's hard to love there's so much to hate
And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
So maybe we should all be praying for time
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:35.91]They will not be the last
[00:39.42]Look around now
[00:41.42]These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
[00:46.48]This is the year of the hungry man
[00:50.79]Whose place is in the past
[00:53.98]Hand in hand with ignorance
[00:58.04]And legitimate excuses
[01:01.79]The rich declare themselves poor
[01:05.54]And most of us are not sure
[01:09.04]If we have too much
[01:11.10]But we'll take our chances
[01:16.16]I guess somewhere along the way
[01:19.98]He must have let us all out to play
[01:24.54]Turned his back and all God's children
[01:28.35]Crept out the back door
[01:31.35]And it's hard to love' there's so much to hate
[01:46.24]And the wounded skies above say
[01:49.81]it's much too much too late
[01:55.68]Well maybe we should all be praying for time
[01:59.60]
[02:30.66]These are the days of the empty hand
[02:34.47]Oh you hold on to what you can
[02:38.47]And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
[02:45.41]This is the year of the guilty man
[02:49.47]Your television takes a stand
[02:52.78]And you find that what was over there is over here
[03:00.35]So you scream from behind your door
[03:03.85]Say what's mine is mine and not yours
[03:07.28]I may have too much but I'll take my chances
[03:15.03]And you cling to the things they sold you
[03:18.85]Did you cover your eyes when they told you
[03:22.72]That he can't.e back
[03:24.60]'Cause he has no children to.e back for
[03:30.35]It's hard to love there's so much to hate
[03:45.10]And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
[03:54.45]So maybe we should all be praying for time
That's all I wanted
In your eyes
For just one moment
To be bold and naked
At your side
Sometimes I think that you'll never
Understand me
Maybe this ti...
It's late
Time for bed
So I sit, and wait
For that gin and tonic
To go to your head
I know
It's a devious plan
But it's the only way that I know
To g...
Well there ain't no point in moving on
Until you've got somewhere to go
And the road that I have walked upon
Well it filled my pockets
And emptied out...
Shattered dreams
Worthless years
Here am I incased inside a hollow shell
Life began
Then was done
Now I stare into a cold and empty well
Living sounds...
I'm back
I'm back
Prouder than ever baby
Louder than ever maybe
One more pill
Just one more beer
For us
Maybe she just wanted to be free
Heartless pic...
My daddy got here on the gravy train
I guess my mama had a real bad start to the game
They went walking and she took his name
Round here
There was dan...