Singing Is Fire Lyrics
| Song | Singing Is Fire |
| Artist | Pretty & Twisted |
| Album | Pretty & Twisted |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bukowski | |
| The birds are on fire | |
| Out there, and I walk across the room, | |
| And pull back the shade, | |
| And they are out there now | |
| Burning at 5:05 a.m. the darkness lifting | |
| Like a horse, failing through sand now | |
| I've got a blazer of whiskey left and enough stretchers to carry the dead now | |
| But I can't save the burning birds and they are telling me, yes they are telling me | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Old trains move thought the desert | |
| And the whores sleep with the job done now | |
| Schoolboys dream of laborless love | |
| Or whatever it is you call it this time of night | |
| It's 5:36 a.m. and I still got a little whiskey left | |
| Yes I still got a little whiskey left | |
| So, I still have a chance now | |
| It's really nothing new | |
| Feeling so bad they used to call it the blues | |
| But whatever it is you call it this time of night | |
| I still got a little whiskey left | |
| Yes I still got a little whiskey left | |
| So, I still have a chance now | |
| I still got a chance now | |
| I still got a chance now | |
| And I'm singing | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Singing is fire | |
| And I am singing | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Singing is fire |
| zuo qu : Bukowski | |
| The birds are on fire | |
| Out there, and I walk across the room, | |
| And pull back the shade, | |
| And they are out there now | |
| Burning at 5: 05 a. m. the darkness lifting | |
| Like a horse, failing through sand now | |
| I' ve got a blazer of whiskey left and enough stretchers to carry the dead now | |
| But I can' t save the burning birds and they are telling me, yes they are telling me | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Old trains move thought the desert | |
| And the whores sleep with the job done now | |
| Schoolboys dream of laborless love | |
| Or whatever it is you call it this time of night | |
| It' s 5: 36 a. m. and I still got a little whiskey left | |
| Yes I still got a little whiskey left | |
| So, I still have a chance now | |
| It' s really nothing new | |
| Feeling so bad they used to call it the blues | |
| But whatever it is you call it this time of night | |
| I still got a little whiskey left | |
| Yes I still got a little whiskey left | |
| So, I still have a chance now | |
| I still got a chance now | |
| I still got a chance now | |
| And I' m singing | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Singing is fire | |
| And I am singing | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Singing is fire |
| zuò qǔ : Bukowski | |
| The birds are on fire | |
| Out there, and I walk across the room, | |
| And pull back the shade, | |
| And they are out there now | |
| Burning at 5: 05 a. m. the darkness lifting | |
| Like a horse, failing through sand now | |
| I' ve got a blazer of whiskey left and enough stretchers to carry the dead now | |
| But I can' t save the burning birds and they are telling me, yes they are telling me | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Old trains move thought the desert | |
| And the whores sleep with the job done now | |
| Schoolboys dream of laborless love | |
| Or whatever it is you call it this time of night | |
| It' s 5: 36 a. m. and I still got a little whiskey left | |
| Yes I still got a little whiskey left | |
| So, I still have a chance now | |
| It' s really nothing new | |
| Feeling so bad they used to call it the blues | |
| But whatever it is you call it this time of night | |
| I still got a little whiskey left | |
| Yes I still got a little whiskey left | |
| So, I still have a chance now | |
| I still got a chance now | |
| I still got a chance now | |
| And I' m singing | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Singing is fire | |
| And I am singing | |
| Singing is fire | |
| Singing is flame | |
| Singing is fire |
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