| Song | Truth Isn't Truth Anymore |
| Artist | The Chameleons |
| Album | Why Call It Anything |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Chameleons UK | |
| The air is threatening | |
| His head is a maze | |
| And every little thing | |
| It seems out of place | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don't know | |
| With all the cigarettes | |
| The pills and the shakes | |
| With all the hypocrites | |
| The liars and the fakes | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don't know | |
| And his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing back | |
| And truth isn't truth anymore | |
| He's never free of it | |
| Beyond it's command | |
| Beyond the ravenous final demand | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don't know | |
| And his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing back | |
| And truth isn't truth anymore | |
| Yeah his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing | |
| A white ball bouncing | |
| Back to the busted door | |
| And truth isn't truth anymore | |
| With his heart on his sleeve | |
| And his soul in a sack | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| I dreamt about you last night |
| zuo ci : Chameleons UK | |
| The air is threatening | |
| His head is a maze | |
| And every little thing | |
| It seems out of place | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don' t know | |
| With all the cigarettes | |
| The pills and the shakes | |
| With all the hypocrites | |
| The liars and the fakes | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don' t know | |
| And his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing back | |
| And truth isn' t truth anymore | |
| He' s never free of it | |
| Beyond it' s command | |
| Beyond the ravenous final demand | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don' t know | |
| And his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing back | |
| And truth isn' t truth anymore | |
| Yeah his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing | |
| A white ball bouncing | |
| Back to the busted door | |
| And truth isn' t truth anymore | |
| With his heart on his sleeve | |
| And his soul in a sack | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| I dreamt about you last night |
| zuò cí : Chameleons UK | |
| The air is threatening | |
| His head is a maze | |
| And every little thing | |
| It seems out of place | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don' t know | |
| With all the cigarettes | |
| The pills and the shakes | |
| With all the hypocrites | |
| The liars and the fakes | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don' t know | |
| And his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing back | |
| And truth isn' t truth anymore | |
| He' s never free of it | |
| Beyond it' s command | |
| Beyond the ravenous final demand | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| Why I don' t know | |
| And his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing back | |
| And truth isn' t truth anymore | |
| Yeah his eyes are in his back | |
| Kept his soul in a sack | |
| And always he comes bouncing | |
| A white ball bouncing | |
| Back to the busted door | |
| And truth isn' t truth anymore | |
| With his heart on his sleeve | |
| And his soul in a sack | |
| I dreamt about you last night | |
| I dreamt about you last night |