Oretown Lyrics
| Song | Oretown |
| Artist | The Pogues |
| Album | Pogue Mahone |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Finer | |
| The night stank of diesel | |
| And a stranger came to town | |
| A cold wind blowing | |
| And the rain pouring down | |
| Street lights flicker | |
| And the power lines moan | |
| The moon beat down | |
| On a river of bone | |
| Someone put the lights out | |
| No one make a sound | |
| You won't find a thing | |
| Down in oretown | |
| Foundry spits fire and smoke | |
| Air's foul and choking | |
| Sky full of sulphur | |
| Mountains flat and broken | |
| Black fogs and whirlwinds | |
| Thunder and rain | |
| Open drink madness | |
| And purple mad pain | |
| The circus is over | |
| Exit the clowns | |
| Nobody's laughing | |
| Down in oretown | |
| The ship's in the harbour | |
| Cargo's been pawned | |
| Barrooms spilling sailors | |
| All shipwrecked at dawn | |
| Smelling of salt and rust | |
| Uniforms torn | |
| Came looking for flowers | |
| Only found thorns | |
| Dreaming of mermaids | |
| In pearly white gowns | |
| Tain is sleeping | |
| Down in oretown | |
| There's a madman down on mainstreet | |
| Eyes all aflame | |
| Laughing in the thunder | |
| Of the number 9 train | |
| Selling old postcards in rusty frames | |
| A thousand views of oretown | |
| And they all look the same | |
| Dressed up in sandals | |
| And a barbed wire crown | |
| A lot of people loose their minds | |
| Down in oretown | |
| Lock up the lawman | |
| Let go the thief | |
| Rounding up the grey men | |
| Nail them to a tree | |
| This town was a palace | |
| This town was aglow | |
| Then the sky burned orange | |
| And the iron river flowed | |
| The night stank of diesel | |
| A stranger came to town | |
| The night folded over | |
| Down in oretown |
| zuo ci : Finer | |
| The night stank of diesel | |
| And a stranger came to town | |
| A cold wind blowing | |
| And the rain pouring down | |
| Street lights flicker | |
| And the power lines moan | |
| The moon beat down | |
| On a river of bone | |
| Someone put the lights out | |
| No one make a sound | |
| You won' t find a thing | |
| Down in oretown | |
| Foundry spits fire and smoke | |
| Air' s foul and choking | |
| Sky full of sulphur | |
| Mountains flat and broken | |
| Black fogs and whirlwinds | |
| Thunder and rain | |
| Open drink madness | |
| And purple mad pain | |
| The circus is over | |
| Exit the clowns | |
| Nobody' s laughing | |
| Down in oretown | |
| The ship' s in the harbour | |
| Cargo' s been pawned | |
| Barrooms spilling sailors | |
| All shipwrecked at dawn | |
| Smelling of salt and rust | |
| Uniforms torn | |
| Came looking for flowers | |
| Only found thorns | |
| Dreaming of mermaids | |
| In pearly white gowns | |
| Tain is sleeping | |
| Down in oretown | |
| There' s a madman down on mainstreet | |
| Eyes all aflame | |
| Laughing in the thunder | |
| Of the number 9 train | |
| Selling old postcards in rusty frames | |
| A thousand views of oretown | |
| And they all look the same | |
| Dressed up in sandals | |
| And a barbed wire crown | |
| A lot of people loose their minds | |
| Down in oretown | |
| Lock up the lawman | |
| Let go the thief | |
| Rounding up the grey men | |
| Nail them to a tree | |
| This town was a palace | |
| This town was aglow | |
| Then the sky burned orange | |
| And the iron river flowed | |
| The night stank of diesel | |
| A stranger came to town | |
| The night folded over | |
| Down in oretown |
| zuò cí : Finer | |
| The night stank of diesel | |
| And a stranger came to town | |
| A cold wind blowing | |
| And the rain pouring down | |
| Street lights flicker | |
| And the power lines moan | |
| The moon beat down | |
| On a river of bone | |
| Someone put the lights out | |
| No one make a sound | |
| You won' t find a thing | |
| Down in oretown | |
| Foundry spits fire and smoke | |
| Air' s foul and choking | |
| Sky full of sulphur | |
| Mountains flat and broken | |
| Black fogs and whirlwinds | |
| Thunder and rain | |
| Open drink madness | |
| And purple mad pain | |
| The circus is over | |
| Exit the clowns | |
| Nobody' s laughing | |
| Down in oretown | |
| The ship' s in the harbour | |
| Cargo' s been pawned | |
| Barrooms spilling sailors | |
| All shipwrecked at dawn | |
| Smelling of salt and rust | |
| Uniforms torn | |
| Came looking for flowers | |
| Only found thorns | |
| Dreaming of mermaids | |
| In pearly white gowns | |
| Tain is sleeping | |
| Down in oretown | |
| There' s a madman down on mainstreet | |
| Eyes all aflame | |
| Laughing in the thunder | |
| Of the number 9 train | |
| Selling old postcards in rusty frames | |
| A thousand views of oretown | |
| And they all look the same | |
| Dressed up in sandals | |
| And a barbed wire crown | |
| A lot of people loose their minds | |
| Down in oretown | |
| Lock up the lawman | |
| Let go the thief | |
| Rounding up the grey men | |
| Nail them to a tree | |
| This town was a palace | |
| This town was aglow | |
| Then the sky burned orange | |
| And the iron river flowed | |
| The night stank of diesel | |
| A stranger came to town | |
| The night folded over | |
| Down in oretown |
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