作曲 : Louis Borlase/Ollie Judge/Arthur Leadbetter/Laurie Nankivell/Anton Pearson
Cro-magnon man
Is a cuboid man
How many sides?
He casts the shadow on the door
Predator and prey, alive
Alert us when the numbers on the page divide
The petrol station sign
Open, every hour, all through the night
But Cro-magnon man
Lacks the wherewithal
To influence the rest
But how many times
Do you dream of mist above the crest?
Carry Venus on a hunter's stride
What's that formation that you see at night?
Guilt is cold sweat in a box
And your tyre's rolled way out of sight
Predator and prey, alive
The numbers never multiply
The petrol station sign
Open, every hour, all through the night
And the shoes are worn out, broken
And the wagon over, overturns
And the horse is head over it's hooves
A combination of elegance and speed
And we draw in artificial light
You'll miss your ears but you’ll see voices
And live in the bodies of each other
And you'll dream of mist over the crest
The chemicals that turn tomatoes red
Plastic bottles forever in the shed
In the cobwebs that float over your bed
I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Louis Borlase/Ollie Judge/Arthur Leadbetter/Laurie Nankivell/Anton Pearson
[00:27.685]Cro-magnon man
[00:29.658]Is a cuboid man
[00:35.519]How many sides?
[00:39.230]He casts the shadow on the door
[00:43.180]Predator and prey, alive
[00:45.428]Alert us when the numbers on the page divide
[00:50.476]The petrol station sign
[00:53.409]Open, every hour, all through the night
[01:13.995]But Cro-magnon man
[01:16.513]Lacks the wherewithal
[01:18.435]To influence the rest
[01:21.926]But how many times
[01:25.851]Do you dream of mist above the crest?
[01:29.123]Carry Venus on a hunter's stride
[01:32.794]What's that formation that you see at night?
[01:37.262]Guilt is cold sweat in a box
[01:40.688]And your tyre's rolled way out of sight
[01:44.960]Predator and prey, alive
[01:48.699]The numbers never multiply
[01:52.531]The petrol station sign
[01:55.451]Open, every hour, all through the night
[02:04.760]And the shoes are worn out, broken
[02:12.435]And the wagon over, overturns
[02:19.976]And the horse is head over it's hooves
[02:27.667]A combination of elegance and speed
[02:35.536]And we draw in artificial light
[02:42.795]You'll miss your ears but you’ll see voices
[02:50.560]And live in the bodies of each other
[02:58.352]And you'll dream of mist over the crest
[03:05.744]The chemicals that turn tomatoes red
[03:13.776]Plastic bottles forever in the shed
[03:21.576]In the cobwebs that float over your bed
[03:29.184]I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
[03:36.968]I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
[03:44.754]I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
[03:52.405]I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left
[04:00.305]I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left