| 作曲 : Jordan Cardy/Damon Albarn | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don't fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that's just another fact | |
| That they can't help you with | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| The cunt stunk of skunk as he grabbed me by the neck | |
| Trackies and North Face, a future court case | |
| Wrong place wrong time, I'm a victim of a crime | |
| My life and my belongings have done been put on the line | |
| If he gets caught he probably won't even get a fine | |
| My shit already sold never get back what's mine | |
| The sad thing is, well, this ain't the first time | |
| And when I think of it, it sends stabbings down my spine | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don't fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that's just another fact | |
| That they can't help you with | |
| There's nothing new under the sun | |
| And modern life has lost its fun | |
| And anywhere I go, they'll take your money | |
| I can't take it anymore | |
| [Refrain] | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Roses round the railings, picture what I'm saying | |
| Spending all your savings just to keep up with your cravings | |
| Wannabe road men cracked tarmac needs a mend | |
| Well I start to wonder where all the money gets spent | |
| On rent, we keep looking up for tomorrow | |
| We beg, we steal, we borrow, next year no more sorrow | |
| And the sad thing is, well, this ain't the last time | |
| And when I think of it, it sends stabbings down my spine | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don't fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that's just another fact | |
| That they can't help you with | |
| There's nothing new under the sun | |
| And modern life has lost its fun | |
| And anywhere I go, they'll take your money | |
| I can't take it anymore |
| zuo qu : Jordan Cardy Damon Albarn | |
| Chorus | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don' t fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that' s just another fact | |
| That they can' t help you with | |
| Verse 1 | |
| The cunt stunk of skunk as he grabbed me by the neck | |
| Trackies and North Face, a future court case | |
| Wrong place wrong time, I' m a victim of a crime | |
| My life and my belongings have done been put on the line | |
| If he gets caught he probably won' t even get a fine | |
| My shit already sold never get back what' s mine | |
| The sad thing is, well, this ain' t the first time | |
| And when I think of it, it sends stabbings down my spine | |
| Chorus | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don' t fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that' s just another fact | |
| That they can' t help you with | |
| There' s nothing new under the sun | |
| And modern life has lost its fun | |
| And anywhere I go, they' ll take your money | |
| I can' t take it anymore | |
| Refrain | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Roses round the railings, picture what I' m saying | |
| Spending all your savings just to keep up with your cravings | |
| Wannabe road men cracked tarmac needs a mend | |
| Well I start to wonder where all the money gets spent | |
| On rent, we keep looking up for tomorrow | |
| We beg, we steal, we borrow, next year no more sorrow | |
| And the sad thing is, well, this ain' t the last time | |
| And when I think of it, it sends stabbings down my spine | |
| Chorus | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don' t fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that' s just another fact | |
| That they can' t help you with | |
| There' s nothing new under the sun | |
| And modern life has lost its fun | |
| And anywhere I go, they' ll take your money | |
| I can' t take it anymore |
| zuò qǔ : Jordan Cardy Damon Albarn | |
| Chorus | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don' t fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that' s just another fact | |
| That they can' t help you with | |
| Verse 1 | |
| The cunt stunk of skunk as he grabbed me by the neck | |
| Trackies and North Face, a future court case | |
| Wrong place wrong time, I' m a victim of a crime | |
| My life and my belongings have done been put on the line | |
| If he gets caught he probably won' t even get a fine | |
| My shit already sold never get back what' s mine | |
| The sad thing is, well, this ain' t the first time | |
| And when I think of it, it sends stabbings down my spine | |
| Chorus | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don' t fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that' s just another fact | |
| That they can' t help you with | |
| There' s nothing new under the sun | |
| And modern life has lost its fun | |
| And anywhere I go, they' ll take your money | |
| I can' t take it anymore | |
| Refrain | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Turn around, walk away | |
| You might live another day | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Roses round the railings, picture what I' m saying | |
| Spending all your savings just to keep up with your cravings | |
| Wannabe road men cracked tarmac needs a mend | |
| Well I start to wonder where all the money gets spent | |
| On rent, we keep looking up for tomorrow | |
| We beg, we steal, we borrow, next year no more sorrow | |
| And the sad thing is, well, this ain' t the last time | |
| And when I think of it, it sends stabbings down my spine | |
| Chorus | |
| Bored of working through the racing days | |
| Don' t fall through the concrete holes | |
| Or anything else because that' s just another fact | |
| That they can' t help you with | |
| There' s nothing new under the sun | |
| And modern life has lost its fun | |
| And anywhere I go, they' ll take your money | |
| I can' t take it anymore |
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