作词 : Britt Daniel
作曲 : Britt Daniel
Let's go get out in the street
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
In the photographs
Their eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Don't it feel like Friday night?
Cars are all lined up
Let it go push you around
Oh, what's it amount to?
Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
All the sellers and palm readers want my soul
Post sermon socialites
Park enchanters and skin tights
All they want's my soul
Yeah, they want my soul
In the photograph
Your eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Let's go lose track of time
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
Educated folk singers want my soul
Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul
I got nothing I want to say to 'em
They got nothing left that I want
All they want's my soul
Yes, yes, I know it
They want my soul
They want my soul
Oh ah, want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Britt Daniel
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Britt Daniel
[00:07.76]Let's go get out in the street
[00:11.43]Somebody's gotta
[00:15.23]Let's get the stars to align
[00:18.47]For lambs to slaughter
[00:22.39]In the photographs
[00:25.72]Their eyes make a signal path
[00:29.27]And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
[00:33.58]And on and on and on
[00:37.73]Don't it feel like Friday night?
[00:41.68]Cars are all lined up
[00:45.55]Let it go push you around
[00:48.67]Oh, what's it amount to?
[00:53.15]Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
[01:00.71]All the sellers and palm readers want my soul
[01:08.88]Post sermon socialites
[01:12.23]Park enchanters and skin tights
[01:16.00]All they want's my soul
[01:18.41]Yeah, they want my soul
[01:23.07]
[01:38.45]In the photograph
[01:41.52]Your eyes make a signal path
[01:45.32]And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
[01:50.08]And on and on and on
[01:54.31]Let's go lose track of time
[01:57.98]Somebody's gotta
[02:01.22]Let's get the stars to align
[02:04.87]For lambs to slaughter
[02:09.24]Educated folk singers want my soul
[02:16.73]Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul
[02:24.01]I got nothing I want to say to 'em
[02:27.79]They got nothing left that I want
[02:31.99]All they want's my soul
[02:34.44]Yes, yes, I know it
[02:39.16]They want my soul
[02:50.49]They want my soul
[02:54.35]Oh ah, want my soul
[03:01.84]Oh ah, they want my soul
[03:09.80]Oh ah, they want my soul
作词 : Britt Daniel
作曲 : Britt Daniel
Let's go get out in the street
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
In the photographs
Their eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Don't it feel like Friday night?
Cars are all lined up
Let it go push you around
Oh, what's it amount to?
Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
All the sellers and palm readers want my soul
Post sermon socialites
Park enchanters and skin tights
All they want's my soul
Yeah, they want my soul
In the photograph
Your eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Let's go lose track of time
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
Educated folk singers want my soul
Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul
I got nothing I want to say to 'em
They got nothing left that I want
All they want's my soul
Yes, yes, I know it
They want my soul
They want my soul
Oh ah, want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Britt Daniel
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Britt Daniel
[00:07.76]Let's go get out in the street
[00:11.43]Somebody's gotta
[00:15.23]Let's get the stars to align
[00:18.47]For lambs to slaughter
[00:22.39]In the photographs
[00:25.72]Their eyes make a signal path
[00:29.27]And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
[00:33.58]And on and on and on
[00:37.73]Don't it feel like Friday night?
[00:41.68]Cars are all lined up
[00:45.55]Let it go push you around
[00:48.67]Oh, what's it amount to?
[00:53.15]Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
[01:00.71]All the sellers and palm readers want my soul
[01:08.88]Post sermon socialites
[01:12.23]Park enchanters and skin tights
[01:16.00]All they want's my soul
[01:18.41]Yeah, they want my soul
[01:23.07]
[01:38.45]In the photograph
[01:41.52]Your eyes make a signal path
[01:45.32]And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
[01:50.08]And on and on and on
[01:54.31]Let's go lose track of time
[01:57.98]Somebody's gotta
[02:01.22]Let's get the stars to align
[02:04.87]For lambs to slaughter
[02:09.24]Educated folk singers want my soul
[02:16.73]Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul
[02:24.01]I got nothing I want to say to 'em
[02:27.79]They got nothing left that I want
[02:31.99]All they want's my soul
[02:34.44]Yes, yes, I know it
[02:39.16]They want my soul
[02:50.49]They want my soul
[02:54.35]Oh ah, want my soul
[03:01.84]Oh ah, they want my soul
[03:09.80]Oh ah, they want my soul