September歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Robert Taylor
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Robert Taylor
[00:19.089]Every suntan tells stories and the shape of the white snitches
[00:24.835]Fat men in tropical climes
[00:29.339]Now you tell me you’ve been ****ing somebody new, and that
[00:34.089]I should’ve known for a while
[00:42.842]Watching the starlings as autumn draws in
[00:47.834]As they make ghosts across London fields
[00:52.837]And I would’ve moved out there to be with you
[00:58.340]I would’ve moved out there for real
[01:05.842]Saw a choir of golden angels wearing matching rucksacks
[01:10.833]As they obscured the view to your train
[01:16.336]And I’m sorry if it seems like I’m rambling here
[01:24.835]Because I want to see the way the skin splits round his bones
[01:29.086]And the gurgling head in your lap
[01:34.274]And the arms of the crowd as they pull me away
[01:39.277]And the mud and the blood in the grass
[01:45.026]When we scraped our bones together
[01:49.019]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
[01:55.521]When we scraped our bones together
[01:59.527]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
[02:05.530]And we scraped our bones together
[02:10.163]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)
[02:15.921]We scraped our bones together
[02:20.171]We got fire (fire, fire, fire)