| Song | Backwards And Forwards |
| Artist | Aztec Camera |
| Album | Knife |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Frame | |
| Words and music by | |
| Roddy Frame | |
| Craze my hair and shine my shoes, | |
| And kiss the kiss that | |
| I could lose, | |
| And I looked at what | |
| I have, And | |
| I have one wish, | |
| And I looked back in your eyes, | |
| And there were two words, | |
| Backwards and forwards. | |
| Here lies the essence of my peers, | |
| Handshakes, hellos and golden years, | |
| See it smiling through its teeth, | |
| It's the whore who has to die, | |
| Unhappy, underneath, | |
| And it's long learned not to show it, | |
| Get backwards and forwards. | |
| How come when | |
| I'm gone I get the blues? | |
| Or something special that | |
| I might confuse, | |
| With getting gifts | |
| I'm not at liberty to use. | |
| It's cold to the touch and older than | |
| I know, And when the world's with me too much, | |
| I say she comes and then it goes. | |
| Could completeness still appeal, | |
| To one who thinks what he should feel? | |
| And it stares me in the face, | |
| And holds me speechless, | |
| And I look back in your eyes, | |
| And see your eyes gaze, | |
| See your eyes gaze into mine, | |
| Forever. |
| zuo ci : Frame | |
| Words and music by | |
| Roddy Frame | |
| Craze my hair and shine my shoes, | |
| And kiss the kiss that | |
| I could lose, | |
| And I looked at what | |
| I have, And | |
| I have one wish, | |
| And I looked back in your eyes, | |
| And there were two words, | |
| Backwards and forwards. | |
| Here lies the essence of my peers, | |
| Handshakes, hellos and golden years, | |
| See it smiling through its teeth, | |
| It' s the whore who has to die, | |
| Unhappy, underneath, | |
| And it' s long learned not to show it, | |
| Get backwards and forwards. | |
| How come when | |
| I' m gone I get the blues? | |
| Or something special that | |
| I might confuse, | |
| With getting gifts | |
| I' m not at liberty to use. | |
| It' s cold to the touch and older than | |
| I know, And when the world' s with me too much, | |
| I say she comes and then it goes. | |
| Could completeness still appeal, | |
| To one who thinks what he should feel? | |
| And it stares me in the face, | |
| And holds me speechless, | |
| And I look back in your eyes, | |
| And see your eyes gaze, | |
| See your eyes gaze into mine, | |
| Forever. |
| zuò cí : Frame | |
| Words and music by | |
| Roddy Frame | |
| Craze my hair and shine my shoes, | |
| And kiss the kiss that | |
| I could lose, | |
| And I looked at what | |
| I have, And | |
| I have one wish, | |
| And I looked back in your eyes, | |
| And there were two words, | |
| Backwards and forwards. | |
| Here lies the essence of my peers, | |
| Handshakes, hellos and golden years, | |
| See it smiling through its teeth, | |
| It' s the whore who has to die, | |
| Unhappy, underneath, | |
| And it' s long learned not to show it, | |
| Get backwards and forwards. | |
| How come when | |
| I' m gone I get the blues? | |
| Or something special that | |
| I might confuse, | |
| With getting gifts | |
| I' m not at liberty to use. | |
| It' s cold to the touch and older than | |
| I know, And when the world' s with me too much, | |
| I say she comes and then it goes. | |
| Could completeness still appeal, | |
| To one who thinks what he should feel? | |
| And it stares me in the face, | |
| And holds me speechless, | |
| And I look back in your eyes, | |
| And see your eyes gaze, | |
| See your eyes gaze into mine, | |
| Forever. |