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
(brooker / reid)
My amazon six-triggered bride
Now searching for a place to hide
Still sees the truth quite easily
But shrouds all else in mystery
Imp...
(G.Brooker / K.Reid / M.Noble)
One into one won't go
Two out of three don't know
Time and tide in man's affairs
Trouble always comes in pairs
Wonder w...
(brooker / reid)
You know i caught a glimpse, thought i understood
But i left it all far behind
Now if i'd known then what i know now
Do you think i w...
(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...
You come to me at midnight and say, 'It's dark in here.'
You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what I fear
I tell you that I can not see bu...
The landlord's knocking on my door, he says he wants the rent
I seem to have the blues most all the time
I'm lying in my bed hatching million-dollar s...
Tulips lips oh
Luskus Delph
Your baking breath breeds body 'x'
With silken measures try to gauge
The inside sweetness of your cave.
Peach preserve you...
In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the lighted chandelier
Stands a rusty old retainer
Whose old eyes are filled with tears
For his master, Good Si...