| Song | Unhurried Hearts (Passaic Pastoral) |
| Artist | Harlem Shakes |
| Album | Technicolor Health |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Harlem Shakes | |
| We'd meet at midday in my bedroom | |
| a DVD of fade to black | |
| the sun won't rest till we both undress | |
| and rug burns bloom on our backs | |
| then we'd forage at the farmer's market | |
| and dine on dirty fruit | |
| the sun won't rest till we all face west | |
| and sirens turn to flutes | |
| Why can't we have unhurried hearts | |
| to beat in time with our stops and our starts | |
| why can't we have unhurried hearts | |
| We met at a pre-war protest | |
| saw your brother getting maced with my zoom | |
| the sun won't rest and we're still obsessed | |
| and the bustle don't block the gloom | |
| but take solace in solipsism | |
| does anyone know a good joke? | |
| the sun won't rest and we'll do our best | |
| not to die unloved and broke | |
| Why can't we have unhurried hearts | |
| to beat in time with our stops and our starts | |
| why can't we have unhurried hearts | |
| to keep the time when things fall apart | |
| runaway once, it's always forever | |
| runaway once, it's always forever | |
| runaway once they peg you as clever | |
| runaway once forever and ever oh yeah |
| zuo qu : Harlem Shakes | |
| We' d meet at midday in my bedroom | |
| a DVD of fade to black | |
| the sun won' t rest till we both undress | |
| and rug burns bloom on our backs | |
| then we' d forage at the farmer' s market | |
| and dine on dirty fruit | |
| the sun won' t rest till we all face west | |
| and sirens turn to flutes | |
| Why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| to beat in time with our stops and our starts | |
| why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| We met at a prewar protest | |
| saw your brother getting maced with my zoom | |
| the sun won' t rest and we' re still obsessed | |
| and the bustle don' t block the gloom | |
| but take solace in solipsism | |
| does anyone know a good joke? | |
| the sun won' t rest and we' ll do our best | |
| not to die unloved and broke | |
| Why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| to beat in time with our stops and our starts | |
| why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| to keep the time when things fall apart | |
| runaway once, it' s always forever | |
| runaway once, it' s always forever | |
| runaway once they peg you as clever | |
| runaway once forever and ever oh yeah |
| zuò qǔ : Harlem Shakes | |
| We' d meet at midday in my bedroom | |
| a DVD of fade to black | |
| the sun won' t rest till we both undress | |
| and rug burns bloom on our backs | |
| then we' d forage at the farmer' s market | |
| and dine on dirty fruit | |
| the sun won' t rest till we all face west | |
| and sirens turn to flutes | |
| Why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| to beat in time with our stops and our starts | |
| why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| We met at a prewar protest | |
| saw your brother getting maced with my zoom | |
| the sun won' t rest and we' re still obsessed | |
| and the bustle don' t block the gloom | |
| but take solace in solipsism | |
| does anyone know a good joke? | |
| the sun won' t rest and we' ll do our best | |
| not to die unloved and broke | |
| Why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| to beat in time with our stops and our starts | |
| why can' t we have unhurried hearts | |
| to keep the time when things fall apart | |
| runaway once, it' s always forever | |
| runaway once, it' s always forever | |
| runaway once they peg you as clever | |
| runaway once forever and ever oh yeah |