Still In Hollywood Lyrics
| Song | Still In Hollywood |
| Artist | Concrete Blonde |
| Album | Concrete Blonde |
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| 作曲 : Concrete Blonde | |
| 作词 : Concrete Blonde | |
| I was walking down the street early this morning | |
| Past the graveyard, voices whisper to me. | |
| I was walking down the street, early this morning | |
| And the silver tears of rain hung from the leaves | |
| And i swear i heard the voices singing to me... | |
| Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet, | |
| I swear i heard the voices singing to me - | |
| Keep on, keep on, keep on. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| Oh wow! thought i'd be out of here by now. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| My, my i'm running on a wheel and i don't know why | |
| I don't know why. | |
| And on the bus today, i met the queen of l.a. - | |
| At least she said she was and who am i to say? | |
| She was sixty-five and full of life, | |
| She had purple-painted cheeks | |
| And glitter on her eyes | |
| And the troll on the corner, i flipped him a quarter | |
| And he looked at me and smiled. | |
| He wasn't abused, he wasn't confused, | |
| He had nothing to gain and less to lose in hollywood | |
| Oh wow! thought i'd be out of here by now. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| My, my i'm running like a rat and i don't know why | |
| And so it's three a.m., i'm out walking again. | |
| I'm just a spot on the sidewalk in a city of sin. | |
| He doesn't give a fuck, he's living under a truck. | |
| You know it coulda been me, guess it's just my luck. | |
| But i swear i hear the voices singing to me - | |
| Keep on, keep on, keep on. | |
| Still in hollywood... |
| zuo qu : Concrete Blonde | |
| zuo ci : Concrete Blonde | |
| I was walking down the street early this morning | |
| Past the graveyard, voices whisper to me. | |
| I was walking down the street, early this morning | |
| And the silver tears of rain hung from the leaves | |
| And i swear i heard the voices singing to me... | |
| Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet, | |
| I swear i heard the voices singing to me | |
| Keep on, keep on, keep on. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| Oh wow! thought i' d be out of here by now. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| My, my i' m running on a wheel and i don' t know why | |
| I don' t know why. | |
| And on the bus today, i met the queen of l. a. | |
| At least she said she was and who am i to say? | |
| She was sixtyfive and full of life, | |
| She had purplepainted cheeks | |
| And glitter on her eyes | |
| And the troll on the corner, i flipped him a quarter | |
| And he looked at me and smiled. | |
| He wasn' t abused, he wasn' t confused, | |
| He had nothing to gain and less to lose in hollywood | |
| Oh wow! thought i' d be out of here by now. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| My, my i' m running like a rat and i don' t know why | |
| And so it' s three a. m., i' m out walking again. | |
| I' m just a spot on the sidewalk in a city of sin. | |
| He doesn' t give a fuck, he' s living under a truck. | |
| You know it coulda been me, guess it' s just my luck. | |
| But i swear i hear the voices singing to me | |
| Keep on, keep on, keep on. | |
| Still in hollywood... |
| zuò qǔ : Concrete Blonde | |
| zuò cí : Concrete Blonde | |
| I was walking down the street early this morning | |
| Past the graveyard, voices whisper to me. | |
| I was walking down the street, early this morning | |
| And the silver tears of rain hung from the leaves | |
| And i swear i heard the voices singing to me... | |
| Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet, | |
| I swear i heard the voices singing to me | |
| Keep on, keep on, keep on. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| Oh wow! thought i' d be out of here by now. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| My, my i' m running on a wheel and i don' t know why | |
| I don' t know why. | |
| And on the bus today, i met the queen of l. a. | |
| At least she said she was and who am i to say? | |
| She was sixtyfive and full of life, | |
| She had purplepainted cheeks | |
| And glitter on her eyes | |
| And the troll on the corner, i flipped him a quarter | |
| And he looked at me and smiled. | |
| He wasn' t abused, he wasn' t confused, | |
| He had nothing to gain and less to lose in hollywood | |
| Oh wow! thought i' d be out of here by now. | |
| Still in hollywood! | |
| My, my i' m running like a rat and i don' t know why | |
| And so it' s three a. m., i' m out walking again. | |
| I' m just a spot on the sidewalk in a city of sin. | |
| He doesn' t give a fuck, he' s living under a truck. | |
| You know it coulda been me, guess it' s just my luck. | |
| But i swear i hear the voices singing to me | |
| Keep on, keep on, keep on. | |
| Still in hollywood... |
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