Piano Lessons - Porcupine Tree
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歌曲名:Piano Lessons
歌手:Porcupine Tree
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大小:2.5 MB
时长:04:22秒
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Piano Lessons - Porcupine Tree文本歌词
The View - The Don
制作
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a boy
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was sitting round the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
Pondering times of sanctuary
He was sitting taking his piano lessons,
we were on half an E
Invested life in medicine,
had so much shit going on.
Convinced he'd never win.
Convinced he was a sin.
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
We'd turn up to all the festivals,
trying to bring down the touts,
What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop,
while this poor boy was sittin' all alone,
Sittin' all alone
We'd talk of treasures and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging at the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
He couldn't find none of his own kind,
he didn't have none of his own kind
You should take interest in his mind,
not spend all of his time
wastin all his money and his time
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a don
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging round the shop,
while this young boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was waiting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was sitting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
while this poor boy was sitting all alone
END
编辑于2008/05/24更新
制作
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a boy
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was sitting round the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
Pondering times of sanctuary
He was sitting taking his piano lessons,
we were on half an E
Invested life in medicine,
had so much shit going on.
Convinced he'd never win.
Convinced he was a sin.
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
We'd turn up to all the festivals,
trying to bring down the touts,
What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop,
while this poor boy was sittin' all alone,
Sittin' all alone
We'd talk of treasures and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging at the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
He couldn't find none of his own kind,
he didn't have none of his own kind
You should take interest in his mind,
not spend all of his time
wastin all his money and his time
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a don
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging round the shop,
while this young boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was waiting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was sitting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
while this poor boy was sitting all alone
END
编辑于2008/05/24更新
Piano Lessons - Porcupine TreeLRC歌词
[ti:The Don] [ar:The View] [al:Hats Off To The Buskers] [by: ] [offset:500] [00:00.00]The View - The Don [00:11.12] 制作 [00:13.12] [00:15.12]Thinking of poems of poverty [00:19.19]Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, [00:20.65]thinking how to gain authority [00:23.07]Oh what a soft touch of a boy [00:27.09]He'd wander with pride to sell [00:28.56]and keep visions to his self [00:30.81]Visions to his self [00:33.93] [00:34.32]We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games [00:38.17]We'd steal the milk bottles, [00:39.62]sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way. [00:42.28]What we loved most of all, [00:44.17]was sitting round the shop, [00:46.07]while this poor boy was sitting all alone, [00:49.19]Sitting all alone [00:51.29] [00:54.11]Pondering times of sanctuary [00:57.11]He was sitting taking his piano lessons, [00:59.84]we were on half an E [01:01.82]Invested life in medicine, [01:06.20]had so much shit going on. [01:07.78]Convinced he'd never win. [01:09.77]Convinced he was a sin. [01:12.61] [01:13.14]We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts [01:17.13]We'd turn up to all the festivals, [01:18.87]trying to bring down the touts, [01:21.31]What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop, [01:25.07]while this poor boy was sittin' all alone, [01:28.26]Sittin' all alone [01:29.59]We'd talk of treasures and overrated games [01:33.54]We'd steal the milk bottles, [01:34.97]sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way. [01:37.74]What we loved most of all, [01:39.38]was hanging at the shop, [01:41.53]while this poor boy was sitting all alone, [01:44.03]He couldn't find none of his own kind, [01:48.15]he didn't have none of his own kind [01:52.36]You should take interest in his mind, [01:54.98]not spend all of his time [01:57.36]wastin all his money and his time [02:00.66] [02:01.28]Thinking of poems of poverty [02:05.22]Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, [02:06.57]thinking how to gain authority [02:09.15]Oh what a soft touch of a don [02:13.23]He'd wander with pride to sell [02:14.78]and keep visions to his self [02:16.99]Visions to his self [02:20.04] [02:36.69][02:20.47]We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games [02:40.79][02:24.56]We'd steal the milk bottles, [02:42.16][02:25.78]sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way. [02:28.34]What we loved most of all, [02:29.94]was hanging round the shop, [02:32.06]while this young boy was sitting all alone, [02:35.29]Sitting all alone [02:44.89]What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop [02:49.05]What we loved most of all was waiting 'round the shop [02:53.19]What we loved most of all was sitting 'round the shop [02:57.40]What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop [03:00.57]while this poor boy was sitting all alone [03:04.17] [03:07.03] 制作 [03:09.32]END
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