Teahouse On The Tracks Lyrics
| Song | Teahouse On The Tracks |
| Artist | Donald Fagen |
| Album | Kamakiriad |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fagen | |
| Out on the fringe | |
| Where the shallows meet the scratchlands | |
| Out where hope and the highway ends | |
| You can park or cruise | |
| Both ways you lose | |
| This is Flytown now my friend | |
| You take a walk on Bleak Street | |
| Tonight could be the night you crash | |
| Then you turn and stop | |
| Start to fingerpop | |
| You think you hear a wailin' combo | |
| You climb a flight of twisted stairs | |
| Some cat says buddy | |
| If you've got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| 'Cause tonight at ten | |
| We'll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| The Siegel Bros. were slammin' out a baion | |
| So slick it should have been a crime | |
| Irene and Flocko and little Amy Khan | |
| Lead off the big front line | |
| The crowd was bouncin' in sync with the pulse | |
| You get a case of party feet | |
| (Then the room turns bright | |
| And fills up with light) | |
| And then from somewhere deep inside you | |
| Some frozen stuff begins to crack | |
| Better hurry | |
| If you've got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| 'Cause tonight at ten | |
| We'll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| Take the T-Line to Bleak and Divine | |
| Just above the Good Time Flats | |
| It's your last chance | |
| To learn how to dance | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| On Sunday morning | |
| You're back at the wheel | |
| You're feelng calm and crisp and strong | |
| If you've got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| 'Cause tonight at ten | |
| We'll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| If it feels right | |
| Just drive for the light | |
| That's the groovessential facts | |
| Someday we'll all meet at the end of the street | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks |
| zuo ci : Fagen | |
| Out on the fringe | |
| Where the shallows meet the scratchlands | |
| Out where hope and the highway ends | |
| You can park or cruise | |
| Both ways you lose | |
| This is Flytown now my friend | |
| You take a walk on Bleak Street | |
| Tonight could be the night you crash | |
| Then you turn and stop | |
| Start to fingerpop | |
| You think you hear a wailin' combo | |
| You climb a flight of twisted stairs | |
| Some cat says buddy | |
| If you' ve got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| ' Cause tonight at ten | |
| We' ll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| The Siegel Bros. were slammin' out a baion | |
| So slick it should have been a crime | |
| Irene and Flocko and little Amy Khan | |
| Lead off the big front line | |
| The crowd was bouncin' in sync with the pulse | |
| You get a case of party feet | |
| Then the room turns bright | |
| And fills up with light | |
| And then from somewhere deep inside you | |
| Some frozen stuff begins to crack | |
| Better hurry | |
| If you' ve got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| ' Cause tonight at ten | |
| We' ll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| Take the TLine to Bleak and Divine | |
| Just above the Good Time Flats | |
| It' s your last chance | |
| To learn how to dance | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| On Sunday morning | |
| You' re back at the wheel | |
| You' re feelng calm and crisp and strong | |
| If you' ve got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| ' Cause tonight at ten | |
| We' ll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| If it feels right | |
| Just drive for the light | |
| That' s the groovessential facts | |
| Someday we' ll all meet at the end of the street | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks |
| zuò cí : Fagen | |
| Out on the fringe | |
| Where the shallows meet the scratchlands | |
| Out where hope and the highway ends | |
| You can park or cruise | |
| Both ways you lose | |
| This is Flytown now my friend | |
| You take a walk on Bleak Street | |
| Tonight could be the night you crash | |
| Then you turn and stop | |
| Start to fingerpop | |
| You think you hear a wailin' combo | |
| You climb a flight of twisted stairs | |
| Some cat says buddy | |
| If you' ve got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| ' Cause tonight at ten | |
| We' ll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| The Siegel Bros. were slammin' out a baion | |
| So slick it should have been a crime | |
| Irene and Flocko and little Amy Khan | |
| Lead off the big front line | |
| The crowd was bouncin' in sync with the pulse | |
| You get a case of party feet | |
| Then the room turns bright | |
| And fills up with light | |
| And then from somewhere deep inside you | |
| Some frozen stuff begins to crack | |
| Better hurry | |
| If you' ve got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| ' Cause tonight at ten | |
| We' ll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| Take the TLine to Bleak and Divine | |
| Just above the Good Time Flats | |
| It' s your last chance | |
| To learn how to dance | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| On Sunday morning | |
| You' re back at the wheel | |
| You' re feelng calm and crisp and strong | |
| If you' ve got eyes | |
| To rhythmatize | |
| Bring your flat hat and your ax | |
| ' Cause tonight at ten | |
| We' ll be workin' again | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks | |
| If it feels right | |
| Just drive for the light | |
| That' s the groovessential facts | |
| Someday we' ll all meet at the end of the street | |
| At the Teahouse on the Tracks |
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