Colonial Cause - 爱国者
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Colonial Cause
歌手:爱国者
所属专辑:爱国者
作词:未知
作曲:未知
发行公司:未知
发行时间:1998-01-01
语言:英文
大小:1.89 MB
时长:03:18秒
比特率:80K
评分:0.2分
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Colonial Cause - 爱国者文本歌词
Massive Attack - False Flags
制作
In city shoes
Of clueless blues
Pays the views
And no-mans news
Blades will fade from blood to sport
The heroin's cut these fuses short
Smokers rode a colonial pig
Drink and frame this pain i think
I'm melting silver poles my dear
You bleed your wings and then disappear
The moving scenes and pilot lights
Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
And battle lines are drawn across this town
Parisian boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames
And nothing's changed
Parisian boys without your names
Riot like 1968 again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
Well pretty flames
In school i would just bite my tongue
And now your words they strike me down
The flags are false and they contradict
They point and click which wounds to lick
On avenues this christian breeze
Turns its heart to more needles please
Our eyes roll back and we beg for more
It frays this skin and then underscore
The case for war you spin and bleed
The sales you feel screensavers feed
The girls you breed the soaps that you write
The graceless charm of your gutter snipes
The moving scenes and suburbanites
And smithereens got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
The battle lines are drawn across this town
English boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Hearts and minds and Planes
Nothing's changed
And english boys without your names
Riot like the 1980's again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
More pretty flames
制作
END
编辑于1998/01/01更新
制作
In city shoes
Of clueless blues
Pays the views
And no-mans news
Blades will fade from blood to sport
The heroin's cut these fuses short
Smokers rode a colonial pig
Drink and frame this pain i think
I'm melting silver poles my dear
You bleed your wings and then disappear
The moving scenes and pilot lights
Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
And battle lines are drawn across this town
Parisian boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames
And nothing's changed
Parisian boys without your names
Riot like 1968 again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
Well pretty flames
In school i would just bite my tongue
And now your words they strike me down
The flags are false and they contradict
They point and click which wounds to lick
On avenues this christian breeze
Turns its heart to more needles please
Our eyes roll back and we beg for more
It frays this skin and then underscore
The case for war you spin and bleed
The sales you feel screensavers feed
The girls you breed the soaps that you write
The graceless charm of your gutter snipes
The moving scenes and suburbanites
And smithereens got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
The battle lines are drawn across this town
English boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Hearts and minds and Planes
Nothing's changed
And english boys without your names
Riot like the 1980's again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
More pretty flames
制作
END
编辑于1998/01/01更新
Colonial Cause - 爱国者LRC歌词
[ti:False Flags] [ar:Massive Attack] [al:Collected] [by: ] [offset:500] [00:00.00]Massive Attack - False Flags [00:17.10] 制作 [00:19.10] 3d: [00:21.10]In city shoes [00:22.66]Of clueless blues [00:24.45]Pays the views [00:25.89]And no-mans news [00:27.76]Blades will fade from blood to sport [00:31.06]The heroin's cut these fuses short [00:34.39]Smokers rode a colonial pig [00:37.73]Drink and frame this pain i think [00:40.99]I'm melting silver poles my dear [00:44.36]You bleed your wings and then disappear [00:47.62]The moving scenes and pilot lights [00:51.13]Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights [00:54.41]Modern times come talk me down [00:57.71]And battle lines are drawn across this town [01:01.09]Parisian boys without your names [01:04.44]Ghetto stones instead of chains [01:07.75]Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames [01:11.06]And nothing's changed [01:13.44] [01:14.44]Parisian boys without your names [01:17.75]Riot like 1968 again [01:21.06]The days of rage yeah nothing's changed [01:24.29]Well pretty flames [01:26.06] [01:27.35]In school i would just bite my tongue [01:31.04]And now your words they strike me down [01:34.35]The flags are false and they contradict [01:37.66]They point and click which wounds to lick [01:41.08]On avenues this christian breeze [01:44.41]Turns its heart to more needles please [01:47.75]Our eyes roll back and we beg for more [01:51.07]It frays this skin and then underscore [01:54.36]The case for war you spin and bleed [01:57.71]The sales you feel screensavers feed [02:01.05]The girls you breed the soaps that you write [02:04.39]The graceless charm of your gutter snipes [02:07.70]The moving scenes and suburbanites [02:11.05]And smithereens got 'em scaling heights [02:14.38]Modern times come talk me down [02:17.72]The battle lines are drawn across this town [02:21.10]English boys without your names [02:24.47]Ghetto stones instead of chains [02:27.72]Hearts and minds and Planes [02:31.10]Nothing's changed [02:33.34] [02:34.44]And english boys without your names [02:37.81]Riot like the 1980's again [02:41.00]The days of rage yeah nothing's changed [02:44.25]More pretty flames [02:46.67] [03:14.37] [04:41.07] 制作 [04:55.18] [05:17.07]END
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