Archway Towers Lyrics

	作词 : Heaton, Sullivan
	Rolling up tab ends that the baby's collected
	Waiting for the number that clicks on the wall.
	It's open season on the weak and the feeble
	Their meagre ambitions, their impotent fury
	There's bullet proof glass in case there is trouble
	No doors in the building between this side and that side.
	I've tried to wrestle some unbalanced nightmare
	Tell myself over that I don't really live here
	But the boys run away leaving blood on the pavement
	And a little crowd gathered to watch you pick yourself up
	Joining the queue at the video library
	To watch ninety five minutes of simulated torture
	The conference hall rings to the standing ovation
	The people in blue ties rise from the podium
	Crazy with power, blinded by vision
	The mass-chosen leaders for a brutalised nation

	zuo ci : Heaton, Sullivan
	Rolling up tab ends that the baby' s collected
	Waiting for the number that clicks on the wall.
	It' s open season on the weak and the feeble
	Their meagre ambitions, their impotent fury
	There' s bullet proof glass in case there is trouble
	No doors in the building between this side and that side.
	I' ve tried to wrestle some unbalanced nightmare
	Tell myself over that I don' t really live here
	But the boys run away leaving blood on the pavement
	And a little crowd gathered to watch you pick yourself up
	Joining the queue at the video library
	To watch ninety five minutes of simulated torture
	The conference hall rings to the standing ovation
	The people in blue ties rise from the podium
	Crazy with power, blinded by vision
	The masschosen leaders for a brutalised nation

	zuò cí : Heaton, Sullivan
	Rolling up tab ends that the baby' s collected
	Waiting for the number that clicks on the wall.
	It' s open season on the weak and the feeble
	Their meagre ambitions, their impotent fury
	There' s bullet proof glass in case there is trouble
	No doors in the building between this side and that side.
	I' ve tried to wrestle some unbalanced nightmare
	Tell myself over that I don' t really live here
	But the boys run away leaving blood on the pavement
	And a little crowd gathered to watch you pick yourself up
	Joining the queue at the video library
	To watch ninety five minutes of simulated torture
	The conference hall rings to the standing ovation
	The people in blue ties rise from the podium
	Crazy with power, blinded by vision
	The masschosen leaders for a brutalised nation

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