| Song | A Mundane Phonecall to Jack Parsons |
| Artist | A Sunny Day in Glasgow |
| Album | Scribble Mural Comic Journal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Sunny Day In Glasgow | |
| Blanche Dubois and it started to seem | |
| like the only things that happened happened in my dreams (in my dreams) | |
| and my dreams they got so big | |
| my head sunk into my chest | |
| underneath the autumn star | |
| there are days when the dead of us are not so far (samhain) | |
| and i never thought i could injure myself | |
| by sitting still and staring straight ahead | |
| underneath the autumn star | |
| there are days when the dead of us are not so far | |
| "and that pain in your chest would go away | |
| if you would only go to the movies." | |
| concentrating on the mundane | |
| the dead among us are not insane. | |
| and i never thought it could be so easy | |
| to talk about nothing all day | |
| no more of this Jack for god's sake | |
| you're not the devil | |
| and how about this weather? can you believe it? | |
| "i know" | |
| sixty-eight in november | |
| hello, hello | |
| hello, hello | |
| so i got on my bike | |
| "rode all the way across town" | |
| please samhain | |
| factorial be good to me. |
| zuo qu : Sunny Day In Glasgow | |
| Blanche Dubois and it started to seem | |
| like the only things that happened happened in my dreams in my dreams | |
| and my dreams they got so big | |
| my head sunk into my chest | |
| underneath the autumn star | |
| there are days when the dead of us are not so far samhain | |
| and i never thought i could injure myself | |
| by sitting still and staring straight ahead | |
| underneath the autumn star | |
| there are days when the dead of us are not so far | |
| " and that pain in your chest would go away | |
| if you would only go to the movies." | |
| concentrating on the mundane | |
| the dead among us are not insane. | |
| and i never thought it could be so easy | |
| to talk about nothing all day | |
| no more of this Jack for god' s sake | |
| you' re not the devil | |
| and how about this weather? can you believe it? | |
| " i know" | |
| sixtyeight in november | |
| hello, hello | |
| hello, hello | |
| so i got on my bike | |
| " rode all the way across town" | |
| please samhain | |
| factorial be good to me. |
| zuò qǔ : Sunny Day In Glasgow | |
| Blanche Dubois and it started to seem | |
| like the only things that happened happened in my dreams in my dreams | |
| and my dreams they got so big | |
| my head sunk into my chest | |
| underneath the autumn star | |
| there are days when the dead of us are not so far samhain | |
| and i never thought i could injure myself | |
| by sitting still and staring straight ahead | |
| underneath the autumn star | |
| there are days when the dead of us are not so far | |
| " and that pain in your chest would go away | |
| if you would only go to the movies." | |
| concentrating on the mundane | |
| the dead among us are not insane. | |
| and i never thought it could be so easy | |
| to talk about nothing all day | |
| no more of this Jack for god' s sake | |
| you' re not the devil | |
| and how about this weather? can you believe it? | |
| " i know" | |
| sixtyeight in november | |
| hello, hello | |
| hello, hello | |
| so i got on my bike | |
| " rode all the way across town" | |
| please samhain | |
| factorial be good to me. |