Song | Coded Languages |
Artist | Hawkwind |
Album | Sonic Attack |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bainbridge, Moorcock | |
Investigate the meaning of your sentence | |
What is it telling you? | |
Where does it begin and where does it end? | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
What do they want from you? | |
A rendezvous upon the sound | |
The cars rev up the word goes round | |
The words are weapons of their will | |
Their words can hurt | |
Their words can kill | |
A burning phrase can burn a town | |
A syllable can bring you down | |
Their languages are coded | |
Your image is eroded | |
Listen to the sound you heard | |
Learn to fight against their word | |
Vocabularies of death | |
Destruction in their breath | |
They use the lie | |
They use the myth | |
Seek only to confuse | |
And liberty abuse | |
The lies they tell are pretty | |
And blow up another city | |
They steal away your freedom | |
And your love | |
Their sentimental calling signs | |
Are calculatingly designed | |
To rob you of your mind and time | |
And still you listen to | |
The lulling drone of reassuring voices | |
Tunes to take away your choices | |
Make you slaves to fancy words and phrases | |
Until you're pushing up the daisies | |
They steal away your freedom | |
and your love |
zuo ci : Bainbridge, Moorcock | |
Investigate the meaning of your sentence | |
What is it telling you? | |
Where does it begin and where does it end? | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
What do they want from you? | |
A rendezvous upon the sound | |
The cars rev up the word goes round | |
The words are weapons of their will | |
Their words can hurt | |
Their words can kill | |
A burning phrase can burn a town | |
A syllable can bring you down | |
Their languages are coded | |
Your image is eroded | |
Listen to the sound you heard | |
Learn to fight against their word | |
Vocabularies of death | |
Destruction in their breath | |
They use the lie | |
They use the myth | |
Seek only to confuse | |
And liberty abuse | |
The lies they tell are pretty | |
And blow up another city | |
They steal away your freedom | |
And your love | |
Their sentimental calling signs | |
Are calculatingly designed | |
To rob you of your mind and time | |
And still you listen to | |
The lulling drone of reassuring voices | |
Tunes to take away your choices | |
Make you slaves to fancy words and phrases | |
Until you' re pushing up the daisies | |
They steal away your freedom | |
and your love |
zuò cí : Bainbridge, Moorcock | |
Investigate the meaning of your sentence | |
What is it telling you? | |
Where does it begin and where does it end? | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
Question the nature of your orders | |
What do they want from you? | |
A rendezvous upon the sound | |
The cars rev up the word goes round | |
The words are weapons of their will | |
Their words can hurt | |
Their words can kill | |
A burning phrase can burn a town | |
A syllable can bring you down | |
Their languages are coded | |
Your image is eroded | |
Listen to the sound you heard | |
Learn to fight against their word | |
Vocabularies of death | |
Destruction in their breath | |
They use the lie | |
They use the myth | |
Seek only to confuse | |
And liberty abuse | |
The lies they tell are pretty | |
And blow up another city | |
They steal away your freedom | |
And your love | |
Their sentimental calling signs | |
Are calculatingly designed | |
To rob you of your mind and time | |
And still you listen to | |
The lulling drone of reassuring voices | |
Tunes to take away your choices | |
Make you slaves to fancy words and phrases | |
Until you' re pushing up the daisies | |
They steal away your freedom | |
and your love |