| Song | The Bluetones Big Score |
| Artist | The Bluetones |
| Album | The Singles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : CHESTER, EDWARD/DEVLIN, ADAM/MORRISS, MARK/MORRISS, SCOTT | |
| Listen, listen, | |
| Was that a bird call or was it a signal? | |
| In the middle distance, | |
| I think it's Dignan and he's springing me out, | |
| Out on the lam, we'll stick to the plan, | |
| No room for manoeuvre, | |
| Play by the book but change how we look, | |
| And keep our heads down. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain't no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That's for sure. | |
| Once more, encore, | |
| My constitution suits this life of an outlaw, | |
| Racing, racing, | |
| We might be fugitives, but nobody's chasing, | |
| Out in the clear, it's safe when you're near, | |
| Your cool is contagious, | |
| Pour one for me, that sweet daiquiri, | |
| Goes down like a dream. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain't no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That's for sure. | |
| Our luck may be out and the money spent, | |
| But no-one's gonna touch us, | |
| 'Cause we're innocent. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain't no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That's for sure. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain't no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That's for sure. |
| zuo ci : CHESTER, EDWARD DEVLIN, ADAM MORRISS, MARK MORRISS, SCOTT | |
| Listen, listen, | |
| Was that a bird call or was it a signal? | |
| In the middle distance, | |
| I think it' s Dignan and he' s springing me out, | |
| Out on the lam, we' ll stick to the plan, | |
| No room for manoeuvre, | |
| Play by the book but change how we look, | |
| And keep our heads down. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. | |
| Once more, encore, | |
| My constitution suits this life of an outlaw, | |
| Racing, racing, | |
| We might be fugitives, but nobody' s chasing, | |
| Out in the clear, it' s safe when you' re near, | |
| Your cool is contagious, | |
| Pour one for me, that sweet daiquiri, | |
| Goes down like a dream. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. | |
| Our luck may be out and the money spent, | |
| But noone' s gonna touch us, | |
| ' Cause we' re innocent. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. |
| zuò cí : CHESTER, EDWARD DEVLIN, ADAM MORRISS, MARK MORRISS, SCOTT | |
| Listen, listen, | |
| Was that a bird call or was it a signal? | |
| In the middle distance, | |
| I think it' s Dignan and he' s springing me out, | |
| Out on the lam, we' ll stick to the plan, | |
| No room for manoeuvre, | |
| Play by the book but change how we look, | |
| And keep our heads down. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. | |
| Once more, encore, | |
| My constitution suits this life of an outlaw, | |
| Racing, racing, | |
| We might be fugitives, but nobody' s chasing, | |
| Out in the clear, it' s safe when you' re near, | |
| Your cool is contagious, | |
| Pour one for me, that sweet daiquiri, | |
| Goes down like a dream. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. | |
| Our luck may be out and the money spent, | |
| But noone' s gonna touch us, | |
| ' Cause we' re innocent. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. | |
| Still waiting for one big score, | |
| On the run from Johnny Law, | |
| And this ain' t no trip to Cleveland, | |
| That' s for sure. |