| Song | (Even If You Die on The) Ocean |
| Artist | Saturday Looks Good to Me |
| Album | Fill Up the Room |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Thomas | |
| I found the garden gate unlocked so I went in | |
| And picked the perfect spot where I could bury my youth | |
| But hounds of love and hounds of war | |
| Hounds galore | |
| Those hoary hounds were pouncing | |
| Each with waxy wooden tooths | |
| Remember when it dawned on you | |
| The day that you knew that | |
| You could live forever and still never make a masterpiece | |
| To shut those pups up in the least | |
| But everybody knows | |
| That's the way it goes | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| Every Wednesday afternoon | |
| Me and you bleeding on the newspaper classifieds | |
| Dragging out the drinking down for high school kids who | |
| Died out on the highway in the middle of the night | |
| Sing a song that means you love | |
| Everyone who's ever come within the sound | |
| Of any of your cloudy words | |
| But get your song together first | |
| Save it 'til you're sure | |
| Hang it on the door | |
| Sing it from the top of the mountain | |
| 'Til everybody knows | |
| Exactly how it goes | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| Even when you die on the ocean | |
| Children screaming speeches into microscopic tape recorders | |
| Wired to the mire of the moat | |
| And I was still at odds with several thousand nonbelievers | |
| Both above and below | |
| Smoking silhouettes outside the school with all the cymbalists | |
| The simplest way I knew to go | |
| And we could talk ourselves into the dreary deeps | |
| Before we realized there was a hole in the boat | |
| And everybody's answer to the world | |
| Was "We should start another world!" | |
| And I said, "What do you propose? Because you know | |
| The world that we've got going now has to be | |
| The hardest place I've ever been. | |
| It's got me shrinking in my skin, but then again, I guess | |
| That everybody knows | |
| That's just the way it goes." | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| There's just so many crowns | |
| And everybody drowns | |
| Everybody dies on the ocean. |
| zuo ci : Thomas | |
| I found the garden gate unlocked so I went in | |
| And picked the perfect spot where I could bury my youth | |
| But hounds of love and hounds of war | |
| Hounds galore | |
| Those hoary hounds were pouncing | |
| Each with waxy wooden tooths | |
| Remember when it dawned on you | |
| The day that you knew that | |
| You could live forever and still never make a masterpiece | |
| To shut those pups up in the least | |
| But everybody knows | |
| That' s the way it goes | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| Every Wednesday afternoon | |
| Me and you bleeding on the newspaper classifieds | |
| Dragging out the drinking down for high school kids who | |
| Died out on the highway in the middle of the night | |
| Sing a song that means you love | |
| Everyone who' s ever come within the sound | |
| Of any of your cloudy words | |
| But get your song together first | |
| Save it ' til you' re sure | |
| Hang it on the door | |
| Sing it from the top of the mountain | |
| ' Til everybody knows | |
| Exactly how it goes | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| Even when you die on the ocean | |
| Children screaming speeches into microscopic tape recorders | |
| Wired to the mire of the moat | |
| And I was still at odds with several thousand nonbelievers | |
| Both above and below | |
| Smoking silhouettes outside the school with all the cymbalists | |
| The simplest way I knew to go | |
| And we could talk ourselves into the dreary deeps | |
| Before we realized there was a hole in the boat | |
| And everybody' s answer to the world | |
| Was " We should start another world!" | |
| And I said, " What do you propose? Because you know | |
| The world that we' ve got going now has to be | |
| The hardest place I' ve ever been. | |
| It' s got me shrinking in my skin, but then again, I guess | |
| That everybody knows | |
| That' s just the way it goes." | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| There' s just so many crowns | |
| And everybody drowns | |
| Everybody dies on the ocean. |
| zuò cí : Thomas | |
| I found the garden gate unlocked so I went in | |
| And picked the perfect spot where I could bury my youth | |
| But hounds of love and hounds of war | |
| Hounds galore | |
| Those hoary hounds were pouncing | |
| Each with waxy wooden tooths | |
| Remember when it dawned on you | |
| The day that you knew that | |
| You could live forever and still never make a masterpiece | |
| To shut those pups up in the least | |
| But everybody knows | |
| That' s the way it goes | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| Every Wednesday afternoon | |
| Me and you bleeding on the newspaper classifieds | |
| Dragging out the drinking down for high school kids who | |
| Died out on the highway in the middle of the night | |
| Sing a song that means you love | |
| Everyone who' s ever come within the sound | |
| Of any of your cloudy words | |
| But get your song together first | |
| Save it ' til you' re sure | |
| Hang it on the door | |
| Sing it from the top of the mountain | |
| ' Til everybody knows | |
| Exactly how it goes | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| Even when you die on the ocean | |
| Children screaming speeches into microscopic tape recorders | |
| Wired to the mire of the moat | |
| And I was still at odds with several thousand nonbelievers | |
| Both above and below | |
| Smoking silhouettes outside the school with all the cymbalists | |
| The simplest way I knew to go | |
| And we could talk ourselves into the dreary deeps | |
| Before we realized there was a hole in the boat | |
| And everybody' s answer to the world | |
| Was " We should start another world!" | |
| And I said, " What do you propose? Because you know | |
| The world that we' ve got going now has to be | |
| The hardest place I' ve ever been. | |
| It' s got me shrinking in my skin, but then again, I guess | |
| That everybody knows | |
| That' s just the way it goes." | |
| Even if you die on the ocean | |
| There' s just so many crowns | |
| And everybody drowns | |
| Everybody dies on the ocean. |