RSL 1984 Lyrics
| Song | RSL 1984 |
| Artist | Newsboys |
| Album | In The Hands Of God |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Furler, Taylor | |
| RSL 1984Some kissed the girls, | |
| I kissed the floor | |
| The Bover boys with their boots shiny red | |
| Three dollar champagne stirring my head | |
| We rolled out the barrels, boys | |
| We sang with a single voice | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell | |
| I've raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give me a part to play | |
| Grant me another day | |
| The surf and the sky and the | |
| Sunshine Coast of gold | |
| Floating on a long board, life on hold | |
| I never know the way, but | |
| You always take me there | |
| And I need it now like the | |
| Mooloolaba air | |
| We'll roll with the next wave, boys | |
| We'll sing out, we'll make some noise | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell | |
| I've raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give me a part to play | |
| Grant me another day | |
| Red dust rises clouds your every thought | |
| You don't know you're deceived until you're not | |
| Good dog, bad dog, they get to fighting in your head | |
| The winner is the last one getting fed | |
| God is alive and my magic is no good | |
| And He's called me out on this walkabout | |
| He leads me to water and traces each song line | |
| And I know to know | |
| His ways are higher than mine | |
| So roll out the road rig, boys | |
| And sing with a grateful voice | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell that's raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give us a part to play | |
| Grant us another day | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell that's raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give us a part to play | |
| Grant us another day |
| zuo qu : Furler, Taylor | |
| RSL 1984Some kissed the girls, | |
| I kissed the floor | |
| The Bover boys with their boots shiny red | |
| Three dollar champagne stirring my head | |
| We rolled out the barrels, boys | |
| We sang with a single voice | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell | |
| I' ve raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give me a part to play | |
| Grant me another day | |
| The surf and the sky and the | |
| Sunshine Coast of gold | |
| Floating on a long board, life on hold | |
| I never know the way, but | |
| You always take me there | |
| And I need it now like the | |
| Mooloolaba air | |
| We' ll roll with the next wave, boys | |
| We' ll sing out, we' ll make some noise | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell | |
| I' ve raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give me a part to play | |
| Grant me another day | |
| Red dust rises clouds your every thought | |
| You don' t know you' re deceived until you' re not | |
| Good dog, bad dog, they get to fighting in your head | |
| The winner is the last one getting fed | |
| God is alive and my magic is no good | |
| And He' s called me out on this walkabout | |
| He leads me to water and traces each song line | |
| And I know to know | |
| His ways are higher than mine | |
| So roll out the road rig, boys | |
| And sing with a grateful voice | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell that' s raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give us a part to play | |
| Grant us another day | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell that' s raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give us a part to play | |
| Grant us another day |
| zuò qǔ : Furler, Taylor | |
| RSL 1984Some kissed the girls, | |
| I kissed the floor | |
| The Bover boys with their boots shiny red | |
| Three dollar champagne stirring my head | |
| We rolled out the barrels, boys | |
| We sang with a single voice | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell | |
| I' ve raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give me a part to play | |
| Grant me another day | |
| The surf and the sky and the | |
| Sunshine Coast of gold | |
| Floating on a long board, life on hold | |
| I never know the way, but | |
| You always take me there | |
| And I need it now like the | |
| Mooloolaba air | |
| We' ll roll with the next wave, boys | |
| We' ll sing out, we' ll make some noise | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell | |
| I' ve raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give me a part to play | |
| Grant me another day | |
| Red dust rises clouds your every thought | |
| You don' t know you' re deceived until you' re not | |
| Good dog, bad dog, they get to fighting in your head | |
| The winner is the last one getting fed | |
| God is alive and my magic is no good | |
| And He' s called me out on this walkabout | |
| He leads me to water and traces each song line | |
| And I know to know | |
| His ways are higher than mine | |
| So roll out the road rig, boys | |
| And sing with a grateful voice | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell that' s raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give us a part to play | |
| Grant us another day | |
| Let all tears turn to gold and the hell that' s raised | |
| Lord, let it fade away | |
| As Your glories unfold give us a part to play | |
| Grant us another day |
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