| Song | At The Chime Of A City Clock |
| Artist | Nick Drake |
| Album | Bryter Layter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : nick drake |
| [00:19.63] | A city freeze, get on your knees |
| [00:24.36] | Pray for warmth and green paper |
| [00:28.99] | A city drought, you're down and out |
| [00:33.74] | See your trousers don't taper |
| [00:38.48] | Saddle up, kick your feet |
| [00:43.35] | Ride the range of a London street |
| [00:48.09] | Travel to a local plane |
| [00:52.90] | Turn around and come back again |
| [01:01.26] | And at the chime of the city clock |
| [01:04.75] | Put up your road block, hang on to your crown |
| [01:11.12] | For a stone in a tin can |
| [01:13.99] | Is wealth to the city man who leaves his armor down |
| [01:22.54] | |
| [01:31.64] | Stay indoors, beneath the floors |
| [01:35.89] | Talk with neighbors only |
| [01:40.51] | The games you play, make people say |
| [01:45.19] | You're either weird or lonely |
| [01:50.12] | A city star, won't shine too far |
| [01:55.29] | On account of the way you are |
| [01:59.92] | And the beads around your face |
| [02:04.66] | Make you sure to fit back in place |
| [02:11.15] | |
| [02:13.20] | And at the beat of the city drum |
| [02:16.77] | See how your friends come in twos or threes or more |
| [02:23.01] | For the sound of a busy place is fine for a pretty face |
| [02:28.55] | Who knows what a face is for |
| [02:37.86] | |
| [02:59.88] | The city clown will soon fall down |
| [03:04.63] | Without a face to hide in |
| [03:06.35] | |
| [03:09.47] | And he will lose if he won't choose |
| [03:14.15] | The one he may confide in |
| [03:18.96] | Sonny boy, with smokes for sale |
| [03:24.14] | Went to ground with a face so pale |
| [03:28.57] | And never heard about the change |
| [03:33.31] | Showed his hand and fell out of range |
| [03:39.05] | |
| [03:42.05] | In the light of a city square |
| [03:45.54] | Find out the face that's fair, keep it by your side |
| [03:51.60] | When the light of the city falls |
| [03:54.96] | You fly to the city walls, take off with your bride |
| [04:01.27] | But at the chime of a city clock |
| [04:04.89] | Put up your road block, hang on to your crown |
| [04:11.25] | For a stone in a tin can |
| [04:14.24] | Is wealth to the city man who leaves his armor down |
| [04:23.55] | |
| [04:27.72] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : nick drake |
| [00:19.63] | A city freeze, get on your knees |
| [00:24.36] | Pray for warmth and green paper |
| [00:28.99] | A city drought, you' re down and out |
| [00:33.74] | See your trousers don' t taper |
| [00:38.48] | Saddle up, kick your feet |
| [00:43.35] | Ride the range of a London street |
| [00:48.09] | Travel to a local plane |
| [00:52.90] | Turn around and come back again |
| [01:01.26] | And at the chime of the city clock |
| [01:04.75] | Put up your road block, hang on to your crown |
| [01:11.12] | For a stone in a tin can |
| [01:13.99] | Is wealth to the city man who leaves his armor down |
| [01:22.54] | |
| [01:31.64] | Stay indoors, beneath the floors |
| [01:35.89] | Talk with neighbors only |
| [01:40.51] | The games you play, make people say |
| [01:45.19] | You' re either weird or lonely |
| [01:50.12] | A city star, won' t shine too far |
| [01:55.29] | On account of the way you are |
| [01:59.92] | And the beads around your face |
| [02:04.66] | Make you sure to fit back in place |
| [02:11.15] | |
| [02:13.20] | And at the beat of the city drum |
| [02:16.77] | See how your friends come in twos or threes or more |
| [02:23.01] | For the sound of a busy place is fine for a pretty face |
| [02:28.55] | Who knows what a face is for |
| [02:37.86] | |
| [02:59.88] | The city clown will soon fall down |
| [03:04.63] | Without a face to hide in |
| [03:06.35] | |
| [03:09.47] | And he will lose if he won' t choose |
| [03:14.15] | The one he may confide in |
| [03:18.96] | Sonny boy, with smokes for sale |
| [03:24.14] | Went to ground with a face so pale |
| [03:28.57] | And never heard about the change |
| [03:33.31] | Showed his hand and fell out of range |
| [03:39.05] | |
| [03:42.05] | In the light of a city square |
| [03:45.54] | Find out the face that' s fair, keep it by your side |
| [03:51.60] | When the light of the city falls |
| [03:54.96] | You fly to the city walls, take off with your bride |
| [04:01.27] | But at the chime of a city clock |
| [04:04.89] | Put up your road block, hang on to your crown |
| [04:11.25] | For a stone in a tin can |
| [04:14.24] | Is wealth to the city man who leaves his armor down |
| [04:23.55] | |
| [04:27.72] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : nick drake |
| [00:19.63] | A city freeze, get on your knees |
| [00:24.36] | Pray for warmth and green paper |
| [00:28.99] | A city drought, you' re down and out |
| [00:33.74] | See your trousers don' t taper |
| [00:38.48] | Saddle up, kick your feet |
| [00:43.35] | Ride the range of a London street |
| [00:48.09] | Travel to a local plane |
| [00:52.90] | Turn around and come back again |
| [01:01.26] | And at the chime of the city clock |
| [01:04.75] | Put up your road block, hang on to your crown |
| [01:11.12] | For a stone in a tin can |
| [01:13.99] | Is wealth to the city man who leaves his armor down |
| [01:22.54] | |
| [01:31.64] | Stay indoors, beneath the floors |
| [01:35.89] | Talk with neighbors only |
| [01:40.51] | The games you play, make people say |
| [01:45.19] | You' re either weird or lonely |
| [01:50.12] | A city star, won' t shine too far |
| [01:55.29] | On account of the way you are |
| [01:59.92] | And the beads around your face |
| [02:04.66] | Make you sure to fit back in place |
| [02:11.15] | |
| [02:13.20] | And at the beat of the city drum |
| [02:16.77] | See how your friends come in twos or threes or more |
| [02:23.01] | For the sound of a busy place is fine for a pretty face |
| [02:28.55] | Who knows what a face is for |
| [02:37.86] | |
| [02:59.88] | The city clown will soon fall down |
| [03:04.63] | Without a face to hide in |
| [03:06.35] | |
| [03:09.47] | And he will lose if he won' t choose |
| [03:14.15] | The one he may confide in |
| [03:18.96] | Sonny boy, with smokes for sale |
| [03:24.14] | Went to ground with a face so pale |
| [03:28.57] | And never heard about the change |
| [03:33.31] | Showed his hand and fell out of range |
| [03:39.05] | |
| [03:42.05] | In the light of a city square |
| [03:45.54] | Find out the face that' s fair, keep it by your side |
| [03:51.60] | When the light of the city falls |
| [03:54.96] | You fly to the city walls, take off with your bride |
| [04:01.27] | But at the chime of a city clock |
| [04:04.89] | Put up your road block, hang on to your crown |
| [04:11.25] | For a stone in a tin can |
| [04:14.24] | Is wealth to the city man who leaves his armor down |
| [04:23.55] | |
| [04:27.72] |