| Song | I Wanted To Be Wrong |
| Artist | R.E.M. |
| Album | Around The Sun |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Buck, Mills, Stipe |
| [00:03.53] | album: around the sun |
| [00:05.73][00:10.77][04:08.43][04:32.80] | |
| [00:06.88] | |
| [00:13.44] | you know where i come from |
| [00:16.71] | you know what i feel |
| [00:19.97] | you're yul brenner westworld |
| [00:22.84] | reporting from the field. |
| [00:26.20] | i threw it into reverse, |
| [00:28.76] | made a motion to repeal. |
| [00:32.59] | you kicked my legs from under me, |
| [00:35.58] | and tried to take the wheel. |
| [00:39.15][01:36.87] | i told you i wanted to be wrong, |
| [00:43.36][01:40.80] | but everyone is humming a song |
| [00:47.13][03:08.47] | that i don't understand. |
| [00:55.07] | now i know that the sun has shined on my side of the street. |
| [01:01.37] | the basket of america, the weevils and the wheat. |
| [01:07.73] | the milk and honeyed congregation, scrubbed and apple-cheeked |
| [01:14.09] | salute apollo 13 from the rattle jewelry seats. |
| [01:20.53] | mythology's seductive and it turned a trick on me |
| [01:27.16] | that i have just begun to understand. |
| [01:44.80] | that i don't understand. |
| [02:18.29] | the rodeo is staged, gold circle goat-ropers and clowns. |
| [02:24.75] | a rumble in the third act, tie 'em up and burn 'em down. |
| [02:31.28] | we're armed to the teeth, born a little breech; |
| [02:37.91] | blue-plate special analysts, cells and suv's |
| [02:44.31] | we can't approach the allies 'cause they seem a little peeved |
| [02:50.69] | and speak a language we don't understand. |
| [03:00.56] | i told you i wanted to be wrong |
| [03:04.41] | but everyone is humming a song |
| [03:43.66] | storm into the boardroom of the conquering elite. |
| [03:49.93] | did you recognize the madman who is shouting in the streets? |
| [03:56.44] | destroy the things that i don't understand |
| [04:03.00] | destroy the things that i don't understand. |
| [04:10.07] | <end> |
| [00:00.05] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Buck, Mills, Stipe |
| [00:03.53] | album: around the sun |
| [00:05.73][00:10.77][04:08.43][04:32.80] | |
| [00:06.88] | |
| [00:13.44] | you know where i come from |
| [00:16.71] | you know what i feel |
| [00:19.97] | you' re yul brenner westworld |
| [00:22.84] | reporting from the field. |
| [00:26.20] | i threw it into reverse, |
| [00:28.76] | made a motion to repeal. |
| [00:32.59] | you kicked my legs from under me, |
| [00:35.58] | and tried to take the wheel. |
| [00:39.15][01:36.87] | i told you i wanted to be wrong, |
| [00:43.36][01:40.80] | but everyone is humming a song |
| [00:47.13][03:08.47] | that i don' t understand. |
| [00:55.07] | now i know that the sun has shined on my side of the street. |
| [01:01.37] | the basket of america, the weevils and the wheat. |
| [01:07.73] | the milk and honeyed congregation, scrubbed and applecheeked |
| [01:14.09] | salute apollo 13 from the rattle jewelry seats. |
| [01:20.53] | mythology' s seductive and it turned a trick on me |
| [01:27.16] | that i have just begun to understand. |
| [01:44.80] | that i don' t understand. |
| [02:18.29] | the rodeo is staged, gold circle goatropers and clowns. |
| [02:24.75] | a rumble in the third act, tie ' em up and burn ' em down. |
| [02:31.28] | we' re armed to the teeth, born a little breech |
| [02:37.91] | blueplate special analysts, cells and suv' s |
| [02:44.31] | we can' t approach the allies ' cause they seem a little peeved |
| [02:50.69] | and speak a language we don' t understand. |
| [03:00.56] | i told you i wanted to be wrong |
| [03:04.41] | but everyone is humming a song |
| [03:43.66] | storm into the boardroom of the conquering elite. |
| [03:49.93] | did you recognize the madman who is shouting in the streets? |
| [03:56.44] | destroy the things that i don' t understand |
| [04:03.00] | destroy the things that i don' t understand. |
| [04:10.07] | end |
| [00:00.05] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Buck, Mills, Stipe |
| [00:03.53] | album: around the sun |
| [00:05.73][00:10.77][04:08.43][04:32.80] | |
| [00:06.88] | |
| [00:13.44] | you know where i come from |
| [00:16.71] | you know what i feel |
| [00:19.97] | you' re yul brenner westworld |
| [00:22.84] | reporting from the field. |
| [00:26.20] | i threw it into reverse, |
| [00:28.76] | made a motion to repeal. |
| [00:32.59] | you kicked my legs from under me, |
| [00:35.58] | and tried to take the wheel. |
| [00:39.15][01:36.87] | i told you i wanted to be wrong, |
| [00:43.36][01:40.80] | but everyone is humming a song |
| [00:47.13][03:08.47] | that i don' t understand. |
| [00:55.07] | now i know that the sun has shined on my side of the street. |
| [01:01.37] | the basket of america, the weevils and the wheat. |
| [01:07.73] | the milk and honeyed congregation, scrubbed and applecheeked |
| [01:14.09] | salute apollo 13 from the rattle jewelry seats. |
| [01:20.53] | mythology' s seductive and it turned a trick on me |
| [01:27.16] | that i have just begun to understand. |
| [01:44.80] | that i don' t understand. |
| [02:18.29] | the rodeo is staged, gold circle goatropers and clowns. |
| [02:24.75] | a rumble in the third act, tie ' em up and burn ' em down. |
| [02:31.28] | we' re armed to the teeth, born a little breech |
| [02:37.91] | blueplate special analysts, cells and suv' s |
| [02:44.31] | we can' t approach the allies ' cause they seem a little peeved |
| [02:50.69] | and speak a language we don' t understand. |
| [03:00.56] | i told you i wanted to be wrong |
| [03:04.41] | but everyone is humming a song |
| [03:43.66] | storm into the boardroom of the conquering elite. |
| [03:49.93] | did you recognize the madman who is shouting in the streets? |
| [03:56.44] | destroy the things that i don' t understand |
| [04:03.00] | destroy the things that i don' t understand. |
| [04:10.07] | end |
| [00:00.05] |