Ted Mahoney歌词
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歌手:Theo Eastwind
歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
Ted Mahoney
Ted Mahoney
What a beautiful name to have
When you’re rich and privileged
In this world, swimming inside the Milky Way.
It’s all baloney, you might say
Leading me astray, away,
Cause you don’t know the way
If you were hit on the head with it.
You earned your looneys
While I make dollar bills and try
To know you never know
What change you make.
Some change makes a change I bet.
And the bells are ringing again, again, again.
And my head is getting numb, nowhere to run.
Like in 1933 across the sea
And they never let us go, I know.
Battle stations, the MIC don’t work for freedom of
or common cause.
They don’t even exist you know.
It’s all baloney, you might say
Leading me astray, away,
Cause you don’t know the way
If you were hit on the head with it.
And the bells are ringing again, again, again.
And my head is getting numb, nowhere to run.
Like in 1933 across the sea
And they never let us go, I know.
And it’s easier if you don’t know
And if no one sees the end
And it’s so hard when you’re left alone
Without a friend.
And it’s easier if you believe
That everyone’s the same.
And it’s easier when life goes on
Without yourself.
Without…
Battle stations, the MIC don’t work for freedom of
or common cause.
They don’t even exist you know.
And the bells are ringing again, again, again.
And my head is getting numb, nowhere to run.
Like in 1933 across the sea
And they never let us go, I know.
wangjing
- Ted Mahoney
Ted Mahoney
What a beautiful name to have
When you’re rich and privileged
In this world, swimming inside the Milky Way.
It’s all baloney, you might say
Leading me astray, away,
Cause you don’t know the way
If you were hit on the head with it.
You earned your looneys
While I make dollar bills and try
To know you never know
What change you make.
Some change makes a change I bet.
And the bells are ringing again, again, again.
And my head is getting numb, nowhere to run.
Like in 1933 across the sea
And they never let us go, I know.
Battle stations, the MIC don’t work for freedom of
or common cause.
They don’t even exist you know.
It’s all baloney, you might say
Leading me astray, away,
Cause you don’t know the way
If you were hit on the head with it.
And the bells are ringing again, again, again.
And my head is getting numb, nowhere to run.
Like in 1933 across the sea
And they never let us go, I know.
And it’s easier if you don’t know
And if no one sees the end
And it’s so hard when you’re left alone
Without a friend.
And it’s easier if you believe
That everyone’s the same.
And it’s easier when life goes on
Without yourself.
Without…
Battle stations, the MIC don’t work for freedom of
or common cause.
They don’t even exist you know.
And the bells are ringing again, again, again.
And my head is getting numb, nowhere to run.
Like in 1933 across the sea
And they never let us go, I know.
wangjing