Take you to the cinema
And leave you in a wimpy bar --
You tell me that we've gone to far --
Come running up to me.
Make the scene at cousin jack's --
Leave him put the bottles back --
Mends his glasses that i cracked --
Well that one's up to me.
Buy a silver cloud to ride --
Pack the tennis club inside --
Trouser cuffs hung far too wide --
Well it was up to me.
Tyres down on your bicicle --
Your nose feels like an icicle --
The yellow fingered smoky girl
Is looking up to me.
Well i'm a common working man
With a half of bitter -- bread and jam
And if it pleases me i'll put one on you man --
The rainy season comes to pass --
The day-glo pirate sinks at last --
And if i laughed a bit to fast.
Well it was up to me.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:19.46]Take you to the cinema
[00:22.36]And leave you in a wimpy bar --
[00:25.54]You tell me that we've gone to far --
[00:28.44]Come running up to me.
[00:30.98]Make the scene at cousin jack's --
[00:34.02]Leave him put the bottles back --
[00:37.10]Mends his glasses that i cracked --
[00:40.15]Well that one's up to me.
[00:42.87]Buy a silver cloud to ride --
[00:45.92]Pack the tennis club inside --
[00:49.03]Trouser cuffs hung far too wide --
[00:52.09]Well it was up to me.
[00:54.91]Tyres down on your bicicle --
[00:57.94]Your nose feels like an icicle --
[01:01.07]The yellow fingered smoky girl
[01:04.14]Is looking up to me.
[01:06.77]Well i'm a common working man
[01:10.87]With a half of bitter -- bread and jam
[01:15.34]And if it pleases me i'll put one on you man --
[01:23.63]The rainy season comes to pass --
[01:26.78]The day-glo pirate sinks at last --
[01:29.80]And if i laughed a bit to fast.
[01:32.89]Well it was up to me.
Take you to the cinema
And leave you in a wimpy bar --
You tell me that we've gone to far --
Come running up to me.
Make the scene at cousin jack's --
Leave him put the bottles back --
Mends his glasses that i cracked --
Well that one's up to me.
Buy a silver cloud to ride --
Pack the tennis club inside --
Trouser cuffs hung far too wide --
Well it was up to me.
Tyres down on your bicicle --
Your nose feels like an icicle --
The yellow fingered smoky girl
Is looking up to me.
Well i'm a common working man
With a half of bitter -- bread and jam
And if it pleases me i'll put one on you man --
The rainy season comes to pass --
The day-glo pirate sinks at last --
And if i laughed a bit to fast.
Well it was up to me.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:19.46]Take you to the cinema
[00:22.36]And leave you in a wimpy bar --
[00:25.54]You tell me that we've gone to far --
[00:28.44]Come running up to me.
[00:30.98]Make the scene at cousin jack's --
[00:34.02]Leave him put the bottles back --
[00:37.10]Mends his glasses that i cracked --
[00:40.15]Well that one's up to me.
[00:42.87]Buy a silver cloud to ride --
[00:45.92]Pack the tennis club inside --
[00:49.03]Trouser cuffs hung far too wide --
[00:52.09]Well it was up to me.
[00:54.91]Tyres down on your bicicle --
[00:57.94]Your nose feels like an icicle --
[01:01.07]The yellow fingered smoky girl
[01:04.14]Is looking up to me.
[01:06.77]Well i'm a common working man
[01:10.87]With a half of bitter -- bread and jam
[01:15.34]And if it pleases me i'll put one on you man --
[01:23.63]The rainy season comes to pass --
[01:26.78]The day-glo pirate sinks at last --
[01:29.80]And if i laughed a bit to fast.
[01:32.89]Well it was up to me.
Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
I may make you feel but i can't make you think.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
You make all you...
Wond'ring aloud --
how we feel today.
Last night sipped the sunset --
my hands in her hair.
We are our own saviours
as we start
both our hearts beatin...
On Preston platform
Do your soft shoe shuffle dance
Brush away the cigarette ash
That’s falling down your pants
And then you sadly wonder
Does the nur...
And ride with us young bonny lass ---
With the angels of the night.
Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite on an out-size
Unicorn.
Rough-shod winging ...
Shake a leg, it's the big rush, can't find a taxi can't find a bus.
Bodies jammed in the underground evacuating london town.
Red lights --- pin stripe...
in the shuffling madess
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all time loser,
headlong to his death.
he feels the piston scraping
steam breaking on his b...
Walking on velvet green. scots pine growing.
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, singing.
Walking on velvet green.
Walking on velvet green. distant co...
Thick As A
BrickReally don't mind if you sit this one out.
SHOUT.I may make you feel but
I can't make you think.
So you ride yourselves over the fie...