[00:00.000] 作词 : Brodie Ewan Barclay Dickson
[00:10.818]Six shades of denim later I reach the line
[00:13.475]Keep bending over backwards and you ain't even trying
[00:17.140]Making me feel, some type of way
[00:22.016]Say what you want to and I will be kind
[00:24.644]Some people do the things they do just to see you cry
[00:27.663]Mustn't let them get to you
[00:28.891]Don't ever let it lie
[00:33.225]Hold up a minute put down your glass
[00:36.004]Never thought l'd ever see the fool behind the mask
[00:38.842]Thought I told you everything you hardly ever asked
[00:44.388]Six geese are laying
[00:45.793]Five gold rings
[00:47.270]Crawling up the walls
[00:48.609]Toppling the kings
[00:51.050]Yeah we're topling the kings
[00:52.802]Burning all their things
[00:54.154]Wiping down the surfaces
[00:55.497]And bringing them to sing
[00:56.908]In front of choirs and orchestras
[00:58.408]People we will bring
[00:59.676]The revolution's televised
[01:01.176]Open for the win
[01:02.579]I'm hoping for denim
[01:06.750]Denim, denim, denim, denim
[01:09.478]Denim, denim, denim
[01:12.280]Denim, denim, denim, denim
[01:17.869]Denim, denim, denim, denim
[01:20.715]Denim, denim, denim
[01:23.493]Denim, denim, denim, denim
[01:29.675]Chip on your shoulder
[01:31.106]Keep falling over
[01:32.480]That's not like you what've you done
[01:35.298]Where is the sun when I need it
[01:40.812]Started with nothing
[01:42.261]Finished with anything at all
[01:43.675]Victim of hugging
[01:45.107]Kissing and loving
[01:46.507]Everything I see is Earth's call
[01:52.043]Blinded by honour
[01:53.406]Smothered by water
[01:54.830]You keep facing me
[02:03.363]I gotta loaded gun and a bullet with your name on
[02:08.972]I gotta loaded gun and a bullet with your name on
[02:13.672]Six shades of denim later I reach the line
[02:16.315]Keep bending over backwards and you ain't even trying
[02:19.983]Making me feel, some type of way
[02:24.798]Say what you want to and I will be kind
[02:27.446]Some people do the things they do just to see you cry
[02:30.412]Mustn't let them get to you
[02:31.586]Don't ever let it lie
[02:36.026]Hold up a minute put down your glass
[02:38.785]Never thought l'd ever see the fool behind the mask
[02:41.633]Thought I told you everything you hardly ever asked
[02:47.155]Six geese are laying
[02:48.516]Five gold rings
[02:50.003]Crawling up the walls
[02:51.263]Toppling the kings
[02:53.763]Yeah we're toppling the kings
[02:55.556]Burning all their things
[02:56.885]Wiping down the surfaces
[02:58.158]And bringing them to sing
[02:59.641]In front of choirs and orchestras
[03:01.151]People we will bring
[03:02.513]The revolution's televised
[03:03.921]Open for the win
[03:05.333]I'm hoping for denim

作词 : Brodie Ewan Barclay Dickson
Six shades of denim later I reach the line
Keep bending over backwards and you ain't even trying
Making me feel, some type of way
Say what you want to and I will be kind
Some people do the things they do just to see you cry
Mustn't let them get to you
Don't ever let it lie
Hold up a minute put down your glass
Never thought l'd ever see the fool behind the mask
Thought I told you everything you hardly ever asked
Six geese are laying
Five gold rings
Crawling up the walls
Toppling the kings
Yeah we're topling the kings
Burning all their things
Wiping down the surfaces
And bringing them to sing
In front of choirs and orchestras
People we will bring
The revolution's televised
Open for the win
I'm hoping for denim
Denim, denim, denim, denim
Denim, denim, denim
Denim, denim, denim, denim
Denim, denim, denim, denim
Denim, denim, denim
Denim, denim, denim, denim
Chip on your shoulder
Keep falling over
That's not like you what've you done
Where is the sun when I need it
Started with nothing
Finished with anything at all
Victim of hugging
Kissing and loving
Everything I see is Earth's call
Blinded by honour
Smothered by water
You keep facing me
I gotta loaded gun and a bullet with your name on
I gotta loaded gun and a bullet with your name on
Six shades of denim later I reach the line
Keep bending over backwards and you ain't even trying
Making me feel, some type of way
Say what you want to and I will be kind
Some people do the things they do just to see you cry
Mustn't let them get to you
Don't ever let it lie
Hold up a minute put down your glass
Never thought l'd ever see the fool behind the mask
Thought I told you everything you hardly ever asked
Six geese are laying
Five gold rings
Crawling up the walls
Toppling the kings
Yeah we're toppling the kings
Burning all their things
Wiping down the surfaces
And bringing them to sing
In front of choirs and orchestras
People we will bring
The revolution's televised
Open for the win
I'm hoping for denim