| Song | Eric's Trip - Demo Version |
| Artist | Sonic Youth |
| Album | Daydream Nation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Thurston Moore & Kim Gordon & Lee Ranaldo & Steve Shelley |
| [00:00.359] | 作词 : Sonic Youth |
| [00:01.79] | Hatred |
| [00:03.34] | I hate the past |
| [00:04.35] | |
| [00:04.91] | I can't see anything at all, all I see is me |
| [00:09.78] | |
| [00:10.59] | That's clear enough |
| [00:12.08] | And that's whats important, to see me |
| [00:15.45] | |
| [00:16.83] | My eyes can focus |
| [00:18.57] | My brain is talking |
| [00:20.00] | Looks pretty good to me |
| [00:22.01] | |
| [00:23.18] | My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful |
| [00:26.56] | Looks pretty good to me |
| [00:28.37] | |
| [00:30.31] | Sometimes I speak |
| [00:33.17] | Tonight there's nothing to say |
| [00:34.92] | |
| [00:36.54] | Sometimes we freak |
| [00:37.91] | |
| [00:39.84] | And laugh all day |
| [00:41.16] | |
| [00:42.84] | Hold these pages up to the light |
| [00:45.40] | See the jack knife inside of the dream |
| [00:47.96] | |
| [00:48.77] | A railroad runs through the record stores at night |
| [00:52.45] | Coming in for the deep freeze |
| [00:54.38] | |
| [00:55.69] | Mary, a simple word, are you there in the cold country? |
| [01:00.45] | |
| [01:01.31] | Your eyes so full, your head so tight |
| [01:04.68] | Can't you hear me? |
| [01:06.44] | |
| [01:07.68] | Remember our talk |
| [01:09.17] | That day on the phone? |
| [01:10.80] | You said I was the door, and you were the station |
| [01:13.99] | With shattered glass and miles between us |
| [01:17.17] | We still flew away in the conversation |
| [01:20.09] | My cup is full, and I feel okay |
| [01:25.71] | |
| [01:27.40] | The world is dull, but not today |
| [01:31.77] | |
| [01:33.77] | She thinks she's a goddess |
| [01:35.83] | |
| [01:36.51] | She says she talks to the spirits |
| [01:38.69] | |
| [01:39.81] | I wonder if she can talk to herself? |
| [01:42.39] | |
| [01:43.07] | If she can bear to hear it? |
| [01:44.95] | |
| [02:00.42] | This is Eric's trip |
| [02:02.23] | |
| [02:03.86] | We've all come to watch him slip |
| [02:05.67] | |
| [02:07.05] | He's slipping all the way to Texas |
| [02:08.92] | |
| [02:10.42] | Can you dig it? |
| [02:11.03] | |
| [02:50.23] | I see with a glass eye |
| [02:52.16] | |
| [02:53.29] | The pavement view |
| [02:54.66] | |
| [02:55.92] | A shadow forming, across the fields rushing |
| [02:59.53] | Through me to you |
| [03:01.03] | |
| [03:02.34] | We tore down the world, and put up four walls |
| [03:06.33] | I breathe in the myth |
| [03:08.20] | |
| [03:08.76] | I'm over the city, ****ing the future |
| [03:12.14] | I'm high and inside your kiss |
| [03:13.94] | |
| [03:16.13] | We can't see clear |
| [03:17.69] | |
| [03:18.88] | But what we see is all right |
| [03:20.87] | |
| [03:22.06] | We make up what we can't hear |
| [03:24.11] | |
| [03:25.42] | And then we sing all night |
| [03:27.05] | |
| [03:28.49] | Scattered pages and shattered lights |
| [03:31.22] | See the jack knife, see the dream |
| [03:34.10] | |
| [03:34.92] | There's something moving over there to the right |
| [03:37.22] | |
| [03:38.10] | Like nothing I've never seen |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Thurston Moore Kim Gordon Lee Ranaldo Steve Shelley |
| [00:00.359] | zuo ci : Sonic Youth |
| [00:01.79] | Hatred |
| [00:03.34] | I hate the past |
| [00:04.35] | |
| [00:04.91] | I can' t see anything at all, all I see is me |
| [00:09.78] | |
| [00:10.59] | That' s clear enough |
| [00:12.08] | And that' s whats important, to see me |
| [00:15.45] | |
| [00:16.83] | My eyes can focus |
| [00:18.57] | My brain is talking |
| [00:20.00] | Looks pretty good to me |
| [00:22.01] | |
| [00:23.18] | My head' s on straight, my girlfriend' s beautiful |
| [00:26.56] | Looks pretty good to me |
| [00:28.37] | |
| [00:30.31] | Sometimes I speak |
| [00:33.17] | Tonight there' s nothing to say |
| [00:34.92] | |
| [00:36.54] | Sometimes we freak |
| [00:37.91] | |
| [00:39.84] | And laugh all day |
| [00:41.16] | |
| [00:42.84] | Hold these pages up to the light |
| [00:45.40] | See the jack knife inside of the dream |
| [00:47.96] | |
| [00:48.77] | A railroad runs through the record stores at night |
| [00:52.45] | Coming in for the deep freeze |
| [00:54.38] | |
| [00:55.69] | Mary, a simple word, are you there in the cold country? |
| [01:00.45] | |
| [01:01.31] | Your eyes so full, your head so tight |
| [01:04.68] | Can' t you hear me? |
| [01:06.44] | |
| [01:07.68] | Remember our talk |
| [01:09.17] | That day on the phone? |
| [01:10.80] | You said I was the door, and you were the station |
| [01:13.99] | With shattered glass and miles between us |
| [01:17.17] | We still flew away in the conversation |
| [01:20.09] | My cup is full, and I feel okay |
| [01:25.71] | |
| [01:27.40] | The world is dull, but not today |
| [01:31.77] | |
| [01:33.77] | She thinks she' s a goddess |
| [01:35.83] | |
| [01:36.51] | She says she talks to the spirits |
| [01:38.69] | |
| [01:39.81] | I wonder if she can talk to herself? |
| [01:42.39] | |
| [01:43.07] | If she can bear to hear it? |
| [01:44.95] | |
| [02:00.42] | This is Eric' s trip |
| [02:02.23] | |
| [02:03.86] | We' ve all come to watch him slip |
| [02:05.67] | |
| [02:07.05] | He' s slipping all the way to Texas |
| [02:08.92] | |
| [02:10.42] | Can you dig it? |
| [02:11.03] | |
| [02:50.23] | I see with a glass eye |
| [02:52.16] | |
| [02:53.29] | The pavement view |
| [02:54.66] | |
| [02:55.92] | A shadow forming, across the fields rushing |
| [02:59.53] | Through me to you |
| [03:01.03] | |
| [03:02.34] | We tore down the world, and put up four walls |
| [03:06.33] | I breathe in the myth |
| [03:08.20] | |
| [03:08.76] | I' m over the city, ing the future |
| [03:12.14] | I' m high and inside your kiss |
| [03:13.94] | |
| [03:16.13] | We can' t see clear |
| [03:17.69] | |
| [03:18.88] | But what we see is all right |
| [03:20.87] | |
| [03:22.06] | We make up what we can' t hear |
| [03:24.11] | |
| [03:25.42] | And then we sing all night |
| [03:27.05] | |
| [03:28.49] | Scattered pages and shattered lights |
| [03:31.22] | See the jack knife, see the dream |
| [03:34.10] | |
| [03:34.92] | There' s something moving over there to the right |
| [03:37.22] | |
| [03:38.10] | Like nothing I' ve never seen |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Thurston Moore Kim Gordon Lee Ranaldo Steve Shelley |
| [00:00.359] | zuò cí : Sonic Youth |
| [00:01.79] | Hatred |
| [00:03.34] | I hate the past |
| [00:04.35] | |
| [00:04.91] | I can' t see anything at all, all I see is me |
| [00:09.78] | |
| [00:10.59] | That' s clear enough |
| [00:12.08] | And that' s whats important, to see me |
| [00:15.45] | |
| [00:16.83] | My eyes can focus |
| [00:18.57] | My brain is talking |
| [00:20.00] | Looks pretty good to me |
| [00:22.01] | |
| [00:23.18] | My head' s on straight, my girlfriend' s beautiful |
| [00:26.56] | Looks pretty good to me |
| [00:28.37] | |
| [00:30.31] | Sometimes I speak |
| [00:33.17] | Tonight there' s nothing to say |
| [00:34.92] | |
| [00:36.54] | Sometimes we freak |
| [00:37.91] | |
| [00:39.84] | And laugh all day |
| [00:41.16] | |
| [00:42.84] | Hold these pages up to the light |
| [00:45.40] | See the jack knife inside of the dream |
| [00:47.96] | |
| [00:48.77] | A railroad runs through the record stores at night |
| [00:52.45] | Coming in for the deep freeze |
| [00:54.38] | |
| [00:55.69] | Mary, a simple word, are you there in the cold country? |
| [01:00.45] | |
| [01:01.31] | Your eyes so full, your head so tight |
| [01:04.68] | Can' t you hear me? |
| [01:06.44] | |
| [01:07.68] | Remember our talk |
| [01:09.17] | That day on the phone? |
| [01:10.80] | You said I was the door, and you were the station |
| [01:13.99] | With shattered glass and miles between us |
| [01:17.17] | We still flew away in the conversation |
| [01:20.09] | My cup is full, and I feel okay |
| [01:25.71] | |
| [01:27.40] | The world is dull, but not today |
| [01:31.77] | |
| [01:33.77] | She thinks she' s a goddess |
| [01:35.83] | |
| [01:36.51] | She says she talks to the spirits |
| [01:38.69] | |
| [01:39.81] | I wonder if she can talk to herself? |
| [01:42.39] | |
| [01:43.07] | If she can bear to hear it? |
| [01:44.95] | |
| [02:00.42] | This is Eric' s trip |
| [02:02.23] | |
| [02:03.86] | We' ve all come to watch him slip |
| [02:05.67] | |
| [02:07.05] | He' s slipping all the way to Texas |
| [02:08.92] | |
| [02:10.42] | Can you dig it? |
| [02:11.03] | |
| [02:50.23] | I see with a glass eye |
| [02:52.16] | |
| [02:53.29] | The pavement view |
| [02:54.66] | |
| [02:55.92] | A shadow forming, across the fields rushing |
| [02:59.53] | Through me to you |
| [03:01.03] | |
| [03:02.34] | We tore down the world, and put up four walls |
| [03:06.33] | I breathe in the myth |
| [03:08.20] | |
| [03:08.76] | I' m over the city, ing the future |
| [03:12.14] | I' m high and inside your kiss |
| [03:13.94] | |
| [03:16.13] | We can' t see clear |
| [03:17.69] | |
| [03:18.88] | But what we see is all right |
| [03:20.87] | |
| [03:22.06] | We make up what we can' t hear |
| [03:24.11] | |
| [03:25.42] | And then we sing all night |
| [03:27.05] | |
| [03:28.49] | Scattered pages and shattered lights |
| [03:31.22] | See the jack knife, see the dream |
| [03:34.10] | |
| [03:34.92] | There' s something moving over there to the right |
| [03:37.22] | |
| [03:38.10] | Like nothing I' ve never seen |