[00:00.00] 作词 : Gerry Cinnamon
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Gerry Cinnamon
[00:13.38]Head in the clouds
[00:16.71]Or under the weather
[00:20.36]More late nights
[00:21.27]Of the same old shite
[00:23.43]Than you care to remember
[00:27.27]Rough as a stone
[00:30.64]Or light as a feather
[00:33.92]You're on top o' the world
[00:35.15]Wi a smile lookin' down
[00:36.80]Or inside with the lava
[00:44.11]They tell you nothin' is free
[00:45.67]Only thing guaranteed
[00:47.31]Is a load o' palaver
[01:02.47]Head in the clouds
[01:05.44]Or under the weather
[01:09.11]Havin' your fun
[01:10.05]With two weeks in the sun
[01:11.78]And the rest is December
[01:15.87]But something's appearin'
[01:19.33]It's blurrin' your vision
[01:22.62]And it's cuttin' a shape
[01:23.88]Like a hot razor blade
[01:26.14]Wi a deadly precision
[01:33.02]Now you're caught in a game
[01:34.86]You don't know how to play
[01:35.70]But you win by decision
[01:50.78]The bonny is burnin'
[01:54.11]The craziest feelin'
[01:57.79]Down in your guts
[01:58.72]Where you hide all the things
[02:00.64]You don't want to be hearin'
[02:04.69]The feelin' is buildin'
[02:08.19]You try not to fight it
[02:11.23]So you try to be cool
[02:12.75]But then act like a fool
[02:14.21]You don't know how to hide it
[02:21.73]'Cause it feels like a dream
[02:23.14]That you're through on goal
[02:25.00]In the final and skied it
[02:39.33]The answer is starin'
[02:42.55]Though you're no very clever
[02:46.63]You're still stupid enough to know
[02:49.22]That you can't run forever
[02:56.45]On your mind every day
[02:58.31]'Cause the pain goes away
[02:59.80]Anytime you're together
[03:13.92]Take a trip to the jungle
[03:17.69]Become a magician
[03:20.88]Find an army of wise
[03:23.57]Old shamen and hope
[03:24.23]That they cure your condition
[03:32.03]No more satellite navigation
[03:34.70]To read your position
[03:42.39]I don't know
[03:42.89]If you're really in love
[03:44.91]But I have my suspicions

作词 : Gerry Cinnamon
作曲 : Gerry Cinnamon
Head in the clouds
Or under the weather
More late nights
Of the same old shite
Than you care to remember
Rough as a stone
Or light as a feather
You're on top o' the world
Wi a smile lookin' down
Or inside with the lava
They tell you nothin' is free
Only thing guaranteed
Is a load o' palaver
Head in the clouds
Or under the weather
Havin' your fun
With two weeks in the sun
And the rest is December
But something's appearin'
It's blurrin' your vision
And it's cuttin' a shape
Like a hot razor blade
Wi a deadly precision
Now you're caught in a game
You don't know how to play
But you win by decision
The bonny is burnin'
The craziest feelin'
Down in your guts
Where you hide all the things
You don't want to be hearin'
The feelin' is buildin'
You try not to fight it
So you try to be cool
But then act like a fool
You don't know how to hide it
'Cause it feels like a dream
That you're through on goal
In the final and skied it
The answer is starin'
Though you're no very clever
You're still stupid enough to know
That you can't run forever
On your mind every day
'Cause the pain goes away
Anytime you're together
Take a trip to the jungle
Become a magician
Find an army of wise
Old shamen and hope
That they cure your condition
No more satellite navigation
To read your position
I don't know
If you're really in love
But I have my suspicions