Crashing down from broken stairs
Keeping watch on smoking cinders
Falling over burning chairs
Tossed and crossed and screwed in transit
Badly shattered, gale force frighty
Rrushed across and shown alone
Strung from weeks of self abuse
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:21.18]Crashing down from broken stairs
[00:31.23]Keeping watch on smoking cinders
[00:31.92]Falling over burning chairs
[00:37.74]Tossed and crossed and screwed in transit
[00:52.26]Badly shattered, gale force frighty
[00:52.95]Rrushed across and shown alone
[03:11.43]Strung from weeks of self abuse
Crashing down from broken stairs
Keeping watch on smoking cinders
Falling over burning chairs
Tossed and crossed and screwed in transit
Badly shattered, gale force frighty
Rrushed across and shown alone
Strung from weeks of self abuse
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:21.18]Crashing down from broken stairs
[00:31.23]Keeping watch on smoking cinders
[00:31.92]Falling over burning chairs
[00:37.74]Tossed and crossed and screwed in transit
[00:52.26]Badly shattered, gale force frighty
[00:52.95]Rrushed across and shown alone
[03:11.43]Strung from weeks of self abuse
My parents must've disliked me. they left me in the lurch
Packed me in a basket which was left in a church
It was found by a nun
Who took one peep and...
(Brooker / Reid)
I can see no end in sight and search in vain by candlelight for some long road that goes nowhere for some signpost that is not there
...
Your multilingual business friend
Has packed her bags and fled
Leaving only ash-filled ashtrays
And the lipstick, unmade bed
The mirror, on reflection...
They say this fair city has ten thousand souls
Some live in mansions
And some live in holes
Some eat from silver
And some eat from gold
Some sift thro...
(Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
I'm sore in need of saving grace.
Be kind and humour me
And grief and laughter, strange but true
Although they die, they sel...
Artist: Procol Harum
Album: Procol Harum
Title: A Whiter Shade of Pale
We skipped the light Fandango
And turned cartwheels across the floor
I was fee...
We skipped the light fandango
And turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kind of sea sick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was hum...
(brooker / reid)
The devil came from kansas. where he went to i can't say
Though i teach i'm not a preacher, and i aim to stay that way
There's a monk...
My Prussian blue electric clock
And I can see no end in sight
And search in vain by candlelight
For some long road that goes nowhere
For some signpost...