Cornfield Ablaze Lyrics
| Song | Cornfield Ablaze |
| Artist | Prefab Sprout |
| Album | The Gunman And Other Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mc Aloon | |
| I saw you from the tractor | |
| The harvest had begun | |
| You were the love child of two gods | |
| I was the farmers awkward son | |
| You left Mount Olympus | |
| To find your soul mate | |
| I left a scribbled note, quote | |
| "Dear Pa, this here harvest can wait" | |
| You took a match to my dry August days | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| How do I love you, let me count the ways | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Pa don't be angry, | |
| The fields that were host | |
| To the corn and the wheat, | |
| The fact is they're toast | |
| In self defence I'm obliged to point out | |
| There'll always a risk of combustion | |
| When there's been a drought | |
| You took a match to my dry August days | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| How do I love you, let me count the ways | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Imagine if the firemen worked and worked for days | |
| And still the cornfield stayed ablaze... | |
| Her hair it was golden, | |
| Her hair it was yarn | |
| We were playing with fire | |
| In the number one barn | |
| Carried away like two sparks on a breeze | |
| Then we fused into one at a thousand degrees | |
| You overwhelmed agricultural man | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| You wild pyromaniac daughter of Pan | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| You took a scarecrow and made him a man | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze |
| zuo ci : Mc Aloon | |
| I saw you from the tractor | |
| The harvest had begun | |
| You were the love child of two gods | |
| I was the farmers awkward son | |
| You left Mount Olympus | |
| To find your soul mate | |
| I left a scribbled note, quote | |
| " Dear Pa, this here harvest can wait" | |
| You took a match to my dry August days | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| How do I love you, let me count the ways | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Pa don' t be angry, | |
| The fields that were host | |
| To the corn and the wheat, | |
| The fact is they' re toast | |
| In self defence I' m obliged to point out | |
| There' ll always a risk of combustion | |
| When there' s been a drought | |
| You took a match to my dry August days | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| How do I love you, let me count the ways | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Imagine if the firemen worked and worked for days | |
| And still the cornfield stayed ablaze... | |
| Her hair it was golden, | |
| Her hair it was yarn | |
| We were playing with fire | |
| In the number one barn | |
| Carried away like two sparks on a breeze | |
| Then we fused into one at a thousand degrees | |
| You overwhelmed agricultural man | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| You wild pyromaniac daughter of Pan | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| You took a scarecrow and made him a man | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze |
| zuò cí : Mc Aloon | |
| I saw you from the tractor | |
| The harvest had begun | |
| You were the love child of two gods | |
| I was the farmers awkward son | |
| You left Mount Olympus | |
| To find your soul mate | |
| I left a scribbled note, quote | |
| " Dear Pa, this here harvest can wait" | |
| You took a match to my dry August days | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| How do I love you, let me count the ways | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Pa don' t be angry, | |
| The fields that were host | |
| To the corn and the wheat, | |
| The fact is they' re toast | |
| In self defence I' m obliged to point out | |
| There' ll always a risk of combustion | |
| When there' s been a drought | |
| You took a match to my dry August days | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| How do I love you, let me count the ways | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Imagine if the firemen worked and worked for days | |
| And still the cornfield stayed ablaze... | |
| Her hair it was golden, | |
| Her hair it was yarn | |
| We were playing with fire | |
| In the number one barn | |
| Carried away like two sparks on a breeze | |
| Then we fused into one at a thousand degrees | |
| You overwhelmed agricultural man | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| You wild pyromaniac daughter of Pan | |
| Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze | |
| You took a scarecrow and made him a man | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze | |
| Cornfield ablaze |
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