[00:00.000] 作词 : Charlie Drinkwater/Alex Sprogis
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Charlie Drinkwater/Alex Sprogis/Nick Bueth/Ed Kelland
[00:15.847]I’ve been walking wicked
[00:18.169]Slouching at newsstands
[00:20.756]Curled up in half-time
[00:24.093]Writing lousy poetry
[00:28.745]And a dead star was waking
[00:31.290]Shaking sleep from its throat
[00:34.651]With a fighter plane flypast
[00:38.276]And a dull battle hymn
[00:40.869]It was horrible
[00:57.612]“Life only comes in flashes of greatness
[01:01.484]Life only comes in flashes of greatness
[01:04.594]Life only comes in flashes of past greatness”
[01:12.922]It was some old boy chit chat
[01:16.320]Some gulf of progress
[01:18.877]A Pax Britannia
[01:21.963]Like shaking hands with a maniac
[01:27.408]I went down through the shipwrecks
[01:30.992]The bonfires of good ideas
[01:34.363]There was some pagan progress
[01:38.006]Some deeper mystery
[01:41.604]I couldn’t seem to hold it
[01:45.213]I couldn’t seem to see
[01:49.762]I’d been looking in all the wrong places
[01:55.951]Well it took him by the arm
[01:59.558]And it was beating time on his back
[02:03.441]Whispering the words in his ear
[02:06.514]And the old man sang...
[02:09.094]“Life only comes in flashes of greatness
[02:12.425]Life only comes in flashes of greatness
[02:16.040]Life only comes in flashes of past greatness”
[02:23.294]“Life only comes in flashes of greatness
[02:27.201]Life only comes in flashes of greatness
[02:30.559]Life only comes in flashes of past greatness”
[02:39.129]And the old man sang
[02:42.472]And the old man sang
[02:46.075]And the old man sang
[02:50.352]“Bury me in my shoes”
[02:53.182]And the old man sang
[02:56.799]“With my Sam Browne on
[03:00.635]In the corner of this field
[03:04.206]No guts no glory, yeah right kid?”

作词 : Charlie Drinkwater/Alex Sprogis
作曲 : Charlie Drinkwater/Alex Sprogis/Nick Bueth/Ed Kelland
I’ve been walking wicked
Slouching at newsstands
Curled up in half-time
Writing lousy poetry
And a dead star was waking
Shaking sleep from its throat
With a fighter plane flypast
And a dull battle hymn
It was horrible
“Life only comes in flashes of greatness
Life only comes in flashes of greatness
Life only comes in flashes of past greatness”
It was some old boy chit chat
Some gulf of progress
A Pax Britannia
Like shaking hands with a maniac
I went down through the shipwrecks
The bonfires of good ideas
There was some pagan progress
Some deeper mystery
I couldn’t seem to hold it
I couldn’t seem to see
I’d been looking in all the wrong places
Well it took him by the arm
And it was beating time on his back
Whispering the words in his ear
And the old man sang...
“Life only comes in flashes of greatness
Life only comes in flashes of greatness
Life only comes in flashes of past greatness”
“Life only comes in flashes of greatness
Life only comes in flashes of greatness
Life only comes in flashes of past greatness”
And the old man sang
And the old man sang
And the old man sang
“Bury me in my shoes”
And the old man sang
“With my Sam Browne on
In the corner of this field
No guts no glory, yeah right kid?”