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;
but the law of retribution will be terribly cruel.
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,
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...)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:29.37]To the city beat on a treacherous curve,
[00:32.34]up upon the high wire you're observed –
[00:35.97]you live as you live, you'll get what you deserve:
[00:39.78]High life, dig those highlights,
[00:48.96]Sun City nightlife:
[00:54.30]you'll be like a moth consumed by a flame.
[01:06.39]It's a rich man's world, kick those beggars and fools;
[01:14.37]but the law of retribution will be terribly cruel.
[01:26.25]if you did, you might steal yourself away
[01:28.26]and it doesn't really matter if the show goes up tomorrow.
[01:32.67]After all, this petty place is day to day.
[01:45.96]Highlights of the highlife,
[01:46.44]dancing at midnight,
[01:52.77]dancing all moral existence away.
[02:09.03]Nightlife, highlights, highlife, twilight...
[02:16.35]Oh, you mustn't ever think about your place upon the planet,
[02:22.05]don't look further than the bottom of a drink,
[02:24.33]don't ever think about the way you'll feel tomorrow,
[02:31.98]all in all it's gone before you blink.
[02:41.85]Highlights of the high life,
[02:42.87]Sun City nightlife,
[02:48.87]you'll be like a moth consumed by flame...
[02:56.64]Twilight of the high life,
[02:59.85]chimes at midnight...
[03:07.65]you're still dancing all moral existence away.
[03:45.54](A motor-bike in Afrika,
[03:46.62]he's riding the white line
[03:52.83]oblivious of snakes stretched out across the way like trip-wire...
[04:00.33]He's dancing.
[04:00.60]Biko, Biko Biko, Biko...)
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;
but the law of retribution will be terribly cruel.
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,
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...)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:29.37]To the city beat on a treacherous curve,
[00:32.34]up upon the high wire you're observed –
[00:35.97]you live as you live, you'll get what you deserve:
[00:39.78]High life, dig those highlights,
[00:48.96]Sun City nightlife:
[00:54.30]you'll be like a moth consumed by a flame.
[01:06.39]It's a rich man's world, kick those beggars and fools;
[01:14.37]but the law of retribution will be terribly cruel.
[01:26.25]if you did, you might steal yourself away
[01:28.26]and it doesn't really matter if the show goes up tomorrow.
[01:32.67]After all, this petty place is day to day.
[01:45.96]Highlights of the highlife,
[01:46.44]dancing at midnight,
[01:52.77]dancing all moral existence away.
[02:09.03]Nightlife, highlights, highlife, twilight...
[02:16.35]Oh, you mustn't ever think about your place upon the planet,
[02:22.05]don't look further than the bottom of a drink,
[02:24.33]don't ever think about the way you'll feel tomorrow,
[02:31.98]all in all it's gone before you blink.
[02:41.85]Highlights of the high life,
[02:42.87]Sun City nightlife,
[02:48.87]you'll be like a moth consumed by flame...
[02:56.64]Twilight of the high life,
[02:59.85]chimes at midnight...
[03:07.65]you're still dancing all moral existence away.
[03:45.54](A motor-bike in Afrika,
[03:46.62]he's riding the white line
[03:52.83]oblivious of snakes stretched out across the way like trip-wire...
[04:00.33]He's dancing.
[04:00.60]Biko, Biko Biko, Biko...)
The lady was in waiting
for whatever story might unfold
anticipating that somehow base metal would turn into gold
eager to tap into the motherlode
at ...
May flowers blooming in February.
Should I be sad for the month,
or glad for the sky?
The birds don't know which way to sing
and, my friend,
neither d...
I found myself lying on the balcony,
stripling terror, naked to the bone;
the secret asteroid jungle nearly done for me –
I saw it all just a moment a...
Well, it must have been here somewhere,
that which the culture highly prized:
the list of ancient buildings,
the attitude of mind,
the catalogue of bo...
Still In The Dark
Artist: Aranda
I am empty I am done
There is nothing wrong
You have been and you have gone
Like my favorite song
I caught the end bu...
I have a vision of you, locked inside my head;
it creeps upon my mind and warms me in my bed.
A vision shimering, shifting
moving in false firelight;
...
Drawing back the curtains,
Sluggish city daylight in the afternoon...
Just before you walk out of the hotel room.
Each time we're so close I assume
Th...
I have a vision of you, locked inside my head;
it creeps upon my mind and warms me in my bed.
A vision shimering, shifting
moving in false firelight;
...