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London Thunder (CCTV Sessions) - Foals.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Jack Bevan/James Ellis Ford/James Smith/Walter Gervers/Yannis Philippakis
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jack Bevan/James Ellis Ford/James Smith/Walter Gervers/Yannis Philippakis
[00:33.239]I'm on the red-eye flight to nowhere good
[00:41.537]How about you?
[00:54.321]I've been in the air for hours
[00:59.522]Meteor showers by the pool
[01:15.137]So one last drink for summer
[01:20.600]Always leaving never you
[01:36.304]Come back to London thunder
[01:41.539]The sound of sorrow in my room
[01:55.884]And now the tables turn, it's over
[02:00.820]And with my fingers burned I start anew
[02:05.755]And now I've come back down, I'm older
[02:10.961]I look for something else to hold on to
[02:18.556]There is no way to realign
[02:23.534]Upholster skin I take back every line
[02:39.131]Lost my mind in San Francisco
[02:44.845]The worn out disco when tempers cooled
[03:00.529]There is no water, there is no sound
[03:05.755]Will you come around? Will you come around?
[03:11.216]There is no time, there is no space
[03:16.484]Where'd you draw the line?
[03:20.373]And now the tables turn, it's over
[03:24.526]And with my fingers burned I start a new
[03:29.756]And now I've come back down, I'm older
[03:34.758]I look for something else to hold on to
[04:44.863]I'm on the red-eye flight to nowhere good
[04:52.685]How about you?
text lyrics
作词 : Jack Bevan/James Ellis Ford/James Smith/Walter Gervers/Yannis Philippakis
作曲 : Jack Bevan/James Ellis Ford/James Smith/Walter Gervers/Yannis Philippakis
I'm on the red-eye flight to nowhere good
How about you?
I've been in the air for hours
Meteor showers by the pool
So one last drink for summer
Always leaving never you
Come back to London thunder
The sound of sorrow in my room
And now the tables turn, it's over
And with my fingers burned I start anew
And now I've come back down, I'm older
I look for something else to hold on to
There is no way to realign
Upholster skin I take back every line
Lost my mind in San Francisco
The worn out disco when tempers cooled
There is no water, there is no sound
Will you come around? Will you come around?
There is no time, there is no space
Where'd you draw the line?
And now the tables turn, it's over
And with my fingers burned I start a new
And now I've come back down, I'm older
I look for something else to hold on to
I'm on the red-eye flight to nowhere good
How about you?