Song | C. Brown |
Artist | Widespread Panic |
Album | Widespread Panic |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Riley, Widespread Panic | |
C. Brown wakes from bed | |
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school | |
Out the door and down the street | |
Down to the corner and a bus and some friends that he's supposed to meet | |
But there, not to his surprise | |
His friends have gone and they've told C a lie | |
But you can walk on with me | |
You don't even need to say a word | |
You don't have to worry about the others | |
I C (see) him and he runs up fast | |
Kicks at the air his friends watch him fall and then laugh | |
Charlie really likes his friends | |
But in his heart he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man | |
Trying to do as we should | |
That doesn't always rhyme with doing what feels good | |
But you can sit in the grass; it feels good | |
You don't even need to think a word | |
You don't have to worry, don't worry | |
Charlie there is drawing a gun | |
Right there in the square he's sketched Lucy on the run | |
Aims his eye, cocks his head | |
In a cloud of dust, dear old Lucy's gone | |
Charlie's only trying the golden rule | |
Draw unto others as they have been drawn to you | |
And you can walk on home with me | |
You don't even need to think a word | |
You don't have to worry... |
zuo ci : Riley, Widespread Panic | |
C. Brown wakes from bed | |
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school | |
Out the door and down the street | |
Down to the corner and a bus and some friends that he' s supposed to meet | |
But there, not to his surprise | |
His friends have gone and they' ve told C a lie | |
But you can walk on with me | |
You don' t even need to say a word | |
You don' t have to worry about the others | |
I C see him and he runs up fast | |
Kicks at the air his friends watch him fall and then laugh | |
Charlie really likes his friends | |
But in his heart he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man | |
Trying to do as we should | |
That doesn' t always rhyme with doing what feels good | |
But you can sit in the grass it feels good | |
You don' t even need to think a word | |
You don' t have to worry, don' t worry | |
Charlie there is drawing a gun | |
Right there in the square he' s sketched Lucy on the run | |
Aims his eye, cocks his head | |
In a cloud of dust, dear old Lucy' s gone | |
Charlie' s only trying the golden rule | |
Draw unto others as they have been drawn to you | |
And you can walk on home with me | |
You don' t even need to think a word | |
You don' t have to worry... |
zuò cí : Riley, Widespread Panic | |
C. Brown wakes from bed | |
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school | |
Out the door and down the street | |
Down to the corner and a bus and some friends that he' s supposed to meet | |
But there, not to his surprise | |
His friends have gone and they' ve told C a lie | |
But you can walk on with me | |
You don' t even need to say a word | |
You don' t have to worry about the others | |
I C see him and he runs up fast | |
Kicks at the air his friends watch him fall and then laugh | |
Charlie really likes his friends | |
But in his heart he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man | |
Trying to do as we should | |
That doesn' t always rhyme with doing what feels good | |
But you can sit in the grass it feels good | |
You don' t even need to think a word | |
You don' t have to worry, don' t worry | |
Charlie there is drawing a gun | |
Right there in the square he' s sketched Lucy on the run | |
Aims his eye, cocks his head | |
In a cloud of dust, dear old Lucy' s gone | |
Charlie' s only trying the golden rule | |
Draw unto others as they have been drawn to you | |
And you can walk on home with me | |
You don' t even need to think a word | |
You don' t have to worry... |