Labial Lyrics
| Song | Labial |
| Artist | Max Tundra |
| Album | Mastered by Guy at The Exchange |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jacobs | |
| With astounding grace | |
| I'll forget your face | |
| Accidental she | |
| Hasn't noticed me | |
| We will never be | |
| I'd like to be as articulate as Mr. L | |
| Writing songs about Barbara of Seville | |
| Such a wonderful way with a pen, when he's feeling unwell | |
| I only sing about things that happen to me | |
| I never learnt how to fill my songs with allegory | |
| While my peers paid attention in English, I thought about how | |
| I could undress the girl who appeared in my life with a 'pow' | |
| Never mind that she slipped from my hand, because look at me now | |
| Stir that dish with a spoon I found on the street | |
| Every boy needs a meal that's protein replete | |
| Sometimes I would faint in the days when I didn't eat meat | |
| We soon lost count of the meals we had at your place | |
| I stand and wash but the food won't come off my face | |
| A pan of plain soup and a piece of stale bread in the bowl | |
| A rusty meringue and a slice of a pig on a roll | |
| Oh, the things we could eat if a casserole dish had a soul | |
| He fled this town for a quiet house by the sea | |
| A lesser risk of a chance encounter with me | |
| Does he realise that I relocated in January? | |
| A curving glance from a man on Charing Cross Road | |
| A signal that I will have to write my own code | |
| Long ago, when I used to be friends with a boy I betrayed | |
| I was evil, how dare I end up with the one that he craved | |
| But it turned out alright 'cause she's been by my side for an age |
| zuo qu : Jacobs | |
| With astounding grace | |
| I' ll forget your face | |
| Accidental she | |
| Hasn' t noticed me | |
| We will never be | |
| I' d like to be as articulate as Mr. L | |
| Writing songs about Barbara of Seville | |
| Such a wonderful way with a pen, when he' s feeling unwell | |
| I only sing about things that happen to me | |
| I never learnt how to fill my songs with allegory | |
| While my peers paid attention in English, I thought about how | |
| I could undress the girl who appeared in my life with a ' pow' | |
| Never mind that she slipped from my hand, because look at me now | |
| Stir that dish with a spoon I found on the street | |
| Every boy needs a meal that' s protein replete | |
| Sometimes I would faint in the days when I didn' t eat meat | |
| We soon lost count of the meals we had at your place | |
| I stand and wash but the food won' t come off my face | |
| A pan of plain soup and a piece of stale bread in the bowl | |
| A rusty meringue and a slice of a pig on a roll | |
| Oh, the things we could eat if a casserole dish had a soul | |
| He fled this town for a quiet house by the sea | |
| A lesser risk of a chance encounter with me | |
| Does he realise that I relocated in January? | |
| A curving glance from a man on Charing Cross Road | |
| A signal that I will have to write my own code | |
| Long ago, when I used to be friends with a boy I betrayed | |
| I was evil, how dare I end up with the one that he craved | |
| But it turned out alright ' cause she' s been by my side for an age |
| zuò qǔ : Jacobs | |
| With astounding grace | |
| I' ll forget your face | |
| Accidental she | |
| Hasn' t noticed me | |
| We will never be | |
| I' d like to be as articulate as Mr. L | |
| Writing songs about Barbara of Seville | |
| Such a wonderful way with a pen, when he' s feeling unwell | |
| I only sing about things that happen to me | |
| I never learnt how to fill my songs with allegory | |
| While my peers paid attention in English, I thought about how | |
| I could undress the girl who appeared in my life with a ' pow' | |
| Never mind that she slipped from my hand, because look at me now | |
| Stir that dish with a spoon I found on the street | |
| Every boy needs a meal that' s protein replete | |
| Sometimes I would faint in the days when I didn' t eat meat | |
| We soon lost count of the meals we had at your place | |
| I stand and wash but the food won' t come off my face | |
| A pan of plain soup and a piece of stale bread in the bowl | |
| A rusty meringue and a slice of a pig on a roll | |
| Oh, the things we could eat if a casserole dish had a soul | |
| He fled this town for a quiet house by the sea | |
| A lesser risk of a chance encounter with me | |
| Does he realise that I relocated in January? | |
| A curving glance from a man on Charing Cross Road | |
| A signal that I will have to write my own code | |
| Long ago, when I used to be friends with a boy I betrayed | |
| I was evil, how dare I end up with the one that he craved | |
| But it turned out alright ' cause she' s been by my side for an age |
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