| Song | River of Money |
| Artist | The Go-Betweens |
| Album | Spring Hill Fair |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Forster, McLennan | |
| Lyric:grant | |
| It is neither fair nor reasonable to expect sadness | |
| To confine itself to it's causes. like a river in flood, | |
| When it subsides and the drowned bodies of | |
| Animals have been deposited in the treetops, there is | |
| Another kind of damage that takes place beyond the torrent. | |
| At first, it seemed as though she had only left | |
| The room to go into the garden and had been delayed by stray | |
| Chickens in the corn. then he had thought she might | |
| Have eloped with the rodeo-boy from the neighbouring | |
| Property but it wasn't till one afternoon, when he | |
| Had heard guitar playing coming from her room and | |
| Had rushed upstairs to confront her and had seen | |
| That it was only the wind in the curtains brushing | |
| Against the open strings, that he finally knew she | |
| Wasn't coming back. he had dealt with the deluge alright | |
| But the watermark of her leaving was still quite visible. | |
| He had resorted to the compass then, thinking that | |
| Geography might rescue him but after one week in the | |
| Victorian alps he came back north, realising that snow which | |
| He had never seen before, was only frozen water. | |
| I'll take you to hollywood | |
| I'll take you to mexico | |
| I'll take you anywhere the | |
| River of money flows. | |
| I'll take you to hollywood | |
| I'll take you to mexico | |
| I'll take you anywhere the | |
| River of money flows. | |
| But was it really possible for him to cope with the | |
| Magnitude of her absence? the snow had failed him. | |
| Bottles had almost emptied themselves without effect. | |
| The television, a samaritan during other tribulations, had | |
| Been repossessed. she had left her travelling clock | |
| Though thinking it incapable of funcitioning in | |
| Another time-zone; so the long vacant days of expensive sunlight | |
| Were filled with the sound of her minutes, with the measuring of | |
| Her hours. |
| zuo ci : Forster, McLennan | |
| Lyric: grant | |
| It is neither fair nor reasonable to expect sadness | |
| To confine itself to it' s causes. like a river in flood, | |
| When it subsides and the drowned bodies of | |
| Animals have been deposited in the treetops, there is | |
| Another kind of damage that takes place beyond the torrent. | |
| At first, it seemed as though she had only left | |
| The room to go into the garden and had been delayed by stray | |
| Chickens in the corn. then he had thought she might | |
| Have eloped with the rodeoboy from the neighbouring | |
| Property but it wasn' t till one afternoon, when he | |
| Had heard guitar playing coming from her room and | |
| Had rushed upstairs to confront her and had seen | |
| That it was only the wind in the curtains brushing | |
| Against the open strings, that he finally knew she | |
| Wasn' t coming back. he had dealt with the deluge alright | |
| But the watermark of her leaving was still quite visible. | |
| He had resorted to the compass then, thinking that | |
| Geography might rescue him but after one week in the | |
| Victorian alps he came back north, realising that snow which | |
| He had never seen before, was only frozen water. | |
| I' ll take you to hollywood | |
| I' ll take you to mexico | |
| I' ll take you anywhere the | |
| River of money flows. | |
| I' ll take you to hollywood | |
| I' ll take you to mexico | |
| I' ll take you anywhere the | |
| River of money flows. | |
| But was it really possible for him to cope with the | |
| Magnitude of her absence? the snow had failed him. | |
| Bottles had almost emptied themselves without effect. | |
| The television, a samaritan during other tribulations, had | |
| Been repossessed. she had left her travelling clock | |
| Though thinking it incapable of funcitioning in | |
| Another timezone so the long vacant days of expensive sunlight | |
| Were filled with the sound of her minutes, with the measuring of | |
| Her hours. |
| zuò cí : Forster, McLennan | |
| Lyric: grant | |
| It is neither fair nor reasonable to expect sadness | |
| To confine itself to it' s causes. like a river in flood, | |
| When it subsides and the drowned bodies of | |
| Animals have been deposited in the treetops, there is | |
| Another kind of damage that takes place beyond the torrent. | |
| At first, it seemed as though she had only left | |
| The room to go into the garden and had been delayed by stray | |
| Chickens in the corn. then he had thought she might | |
| Have eloped with the rodeoboy from the neighbouring | |
| Property but it wasn' t till one afternoon, when he | |
| Had heard guitar playing coming from her room and | |
| Had rushed upstairs to confront her and had seen | |
| That it was only the wind in the curtains brushing | |
| Against the open strings, that he finally knew she | |
| Wasn' t coming back. he had dealt with the deluge alright | |
| But the watermark of her leaving was still quite visible. | |
| He had resorted to the compass then, thinking that | |
| Geography might rescue him but after one week in the | |
| Victorian alps he came back north, realising that snow which | |
| He had never seen before, was only frozen water. | |
| I' ll take you to hollywood | |
| I' ll take you to mexico | |
| I' ll take you anywhere the | |
| River of money flows. | |
| I' ll take you to hollywood | |
| I' ll take you to mexico | |
| I' ll take you anywhere the | |
| River of money flows. | |
| But was it really possible for him to cope with the | |
| Magnitude of her absence? the snow had failed him. | |
| Bottles had almost emptied themselves without effect. | |
| The television, a samaritan during other tribulations, had | |
| Been repossessed. she had left her travelling clock | |
| Though thinking it incapable of funcitioning in | |
| Another timezone so the long vacant days of expensive sunlight | |
| Were filled with the sound of her minutes, with the measuring of | |
| Her hours. |