Chabanel Blues Lyrics
| Song | Chabanel Blues |
| Artist | Jambori Jambora |
| Album | Internet Killed the Video Star |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Justin Courcelles | |
| 作曲 : Justin Courcelles/Antonin Kelly/Thomas Thivierge | |
| I've been through twenty years | |
| Layed off how many fears? | |
| The factory's smoking problem's left it's lungs to blow | |
| I heard of Ellis island, all the daughters n' sons | |
| Let the bagpipes run the engines one by one | |
| A dream too big for a starving soul | |
| Melted down in Mexico | |
| I brought my folks along from Haiti to Vietnam | |
| Got a place for my wine, a garden that keeps me calm | |
| And all the balcony talks went passed the workers yards | |
| Who answered all the office telephone calls? | |
| A mall view from a condos 13th floor | |
| Melted down to Mexico | |
| It's blowing back to my face yes I feel the abuse | |
| Baby I've read all the ants in the news | |
| Crying out in a telephone booth | |
| I'm doing swell, on Chabanel | |
| And all this time far from my native sun I've wasted | |
| Come on down | |
| The minutes Tic n' Toc | |
| New landlord on the block | |
| and I can gentrify you with my bad coughs | |
| The calm is odd, calm of a job well done | |
| The yankees come, you better run, run, run | |
| I left my heart die in the northern snow | |
| Melted down in Mexico | |
| It's blowing back to my face yes I feel the abuse | |
| Baby I've read all the ants in the news | |
| Crying out in a telephone booth | |
| I'm doing swell, on Chabanel | |
| And all this time far from my native sun I've wasted | |
| Don't stop me I'll meet you on the other side |
| zuo ci : Justin Courcelles | |
| zuo qu : Justin Courcelles Antonin Kelly Thomas Thivierge | |
| I' ve been through twenty years | |
| Layed off how many fears? | |
| The factory' s smoking problem' s left it' s lungs to blow | |
| I heard of Ellis island, all the daughters n' sons | |
| Let the bagpipes run the engines one by one | |
| A dream too big for a starving soul | |
| Melted down in Mexico | |
| I brought my folks along from Haiti to Vietnam | |
| Got a place for my wine, a garden that keeps me calm | |
| And all the balcony talks went passed the workers yards | |
| Who answered all the office telephone calls? | |
| A mall view from a condos 13th floor | |
| Melted down to Mexico | |
| It' s blowing back to my face yes I feel the abuse | |
| Baby I' ve read all the ants in the news | |
| Crying out in a telephone booth | |
| I' m doing swell, on Chabanel | |
| And all this time far from my native sun I' ve wasted | |
| Come on down | |
| The minutes Tic n' Toc | |
| New landlord on the block | |
| and I can gentrify you with my bad coughs | |
| The calm is odd, calm of a job well done | |
| The yankees come, you better run, run, run | |
| I left my heart die in the northern snow | |
| Melted down in Mexico | |
| It' s blowing back to my face yes I feel the abuse | |
| Baby I' ve read all the ants in the news | |
| Crying out in a telephone booth | |
| I' m doing swell, on Chabanel | |
| And all this time far from my native sun I' ve wasted | |
| Don' t stop me I' ll meet you on the other side |
| zuò cí : Justin Courcelles | |
| zuò qǔ : Justin Courcelles Antonin Kelly Thomas Thivierge | |
| I' ve been through twenty years | |
| Layed off how many fears? | |
| The factory' s smoking problem' s left it' s lungs to blow | |
| I heard of Ellis island, all the daughters n' sons | |
| Let the bagpipes run the engines one by one | |
| A dream too big for a starving soul | |
| Melted down in Mexico | |
| I brought my folks along from Haiti to Vietnam | |
| Got a place for my wine, a garden that keeps me calm | |
| And all the balcony talks went passed the workers yards | |
| Who answered all the office telephone calls? | |
| A mall view from a condos 13th floor | |
| Melted down to Mexico | |
| It' s blowing back to my face yes I feel the abuse | |
| Baby I' ve read all the ants in the news | |
| Crying out in a telephone booth | |
| I' m doing swell, on Chabanel | |
| And all this time far from my native sun I' ve wasted | |
| Come on down | |
| The minutes Tic n' Toc | |
| New landlord on the block | |
| and I can gentrify you with my bad coughs | |
| The calm is odd, calm of a job well done | |
| The yankees come, you better run, run, run | |
| I left my heart die in the northern snow | |
| Melted down in Mexico | |
| It' s blowing back to my face yes I feel the abuse | |
| Baby I' ve read all the ants in the news | |
| Crying out in a telephone booth | |
| I' m doing swell, on Chabanel | |
| And all this time far from my native sun I' ve wasted | |
| Don' t stop me I' ll meet you on the other side |
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