| Song | Dealer (2006 Digital Remaster) |
| Artist | Scott Walker |
| Album | Climate Of Hunter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Scott Walker |
| [00:18.038] | The windows are ringing, shaking night-nites for angels |
| [00:27.233] | Rattling throats up and down on a beam |
| [00:36.141] | Cooling the hearts, cooling the plasma |
| [00:45.702] | Keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam |
| [00:53.747] | The other side of a prowler, the dead still search the living |
| [01:03.648] | At least there we did not not fail |
| [01:11.406] | Coming to in the overcast, tracks are still flowing |
| [01:21.437] | At least there he does not wail |
| [01:30.815] | Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness |
| [01:36.745] | Move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing |
| [01:41.447] | Gone always alone to all you are never |
| [01:45.470] | He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring |
| [01:54.273] | |
| [02:10.156] | The windows are ringing, shaking dead men for angels |
| [02:18.880] | Hissing brains boiling up press't to the bone |
| [02:31.210] | Uncoils the wire whole night long |
| [02:36.827] | Bumping out thru the eye in knots |
| [02:45.865] | Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots |
| [02:54.381] | Bumping out thru' the eye on a wire of knots |
| [03:03.576] | Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots |
| [03:12.275] | Bumping out thru' the eye on a wire of knots |
| [03:22.645] | Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness |
| [03:26.041] | Move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing |
| [03:33.042] | Gone always alone to all you are never |
| [03:37.143] | He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Scott Walker |
| [00:18.038] | The windows are ringing, shaking nightnites for angels |
| [00:27.233] | Rattling throats up and down on a beam |
| [00:36.141] | Cooling the hearts, cooling the plasma |
| [00:45.702] | Keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam |
| [00:53.747] | The other side of a prowler, the dead still search the living |
| [01:03.648] | At least there we did not not fail |
| [01:11.406] | Coming to in the overcast, tracks are still flowing |
| [01:21.437] | At least there he does not wail |
| [01:30.815] | Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness |
| [01:36.745] | Move a circuit on the white and he can' t feel a thing |
| [01:41.447] | Gone always alone to all you are never |
| [01:45.470] | He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring |
| [01:54.273] | |
| [02:10.156] | The windows are ringing, shaking dead men for angels |
| [02:18.880] | Hissing brains boiling up press' t to the bone |
| [02:31.210] | Uncoils the wire whole night long |
| [02:36.827] | Bumping out thru the eye in knots |
| [02:45.865] | Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots |
| [02:54.381] | Bumping out thru' the eye on a wire of knots |
| [03:03.576] | Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots |
| [03:12.275] | Bumping out thru' the eye on a wire of knots |
| [03:22.645] | Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness |
| [03:26.041] | Move a circuit on the white and he can' t feel a thing |
| [03:33.042] | Gone always alone to all you are never |
| [03:37.143] | He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Scott Walker |
| [00:18.038] | The windows are ringing, shaking nightnites for angels |
| [00:27.233] | Rattling throats up and down on a beam |
| [00:36.141] | Cooling the hearts, cooling the plasma |
| [00:45.702] | Keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam |
| [00:53.747] | The other side of a prowler, the dead still search the living |
| [01:03.648] | At least there we did not not fail |
| [01:11.406] | Coming to in the overcast, tracks are still flowing |
| [01:21.437] | At least there he does not wail |
| [01:30.815] | Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness |
| [01:36.745] | Move a circuit on the white and he can' t feel a thing |
| [01:41.447] | Gone always alone to all you are never |
| [01:45.470] | He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring |
| [01:54.273] | |
| [02:10.156] | The windows are ringing, shaking dead men for angels |
| [02:18.880] | Hissing brains boiling up press' t to the bone |
| [02:31.210] | Uncoils the wire whole night long |
| [02:36.827] | Bumping out thru the eye in knots |
| [02:45.865] | Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots |
| [02:54.381] | Bumping out thru' the eye on a wire of knots |
| [03:03.576] | Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots |
| [03:12.275] | Bumping out thru' the eye on a wire of knots |
| [03:22.645] | Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness |
| [03:26.041] | Move a circuit on the white and he can' t feel a thing |
| [03:33.042] | Gone always alone to all you are never |
| [03:37.143] | He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring |