| Song | A Night In Dad's Bag |
| Artist | Man |
| Album | Back Into The Future (With Bonus Tracks) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jones, Ryan, Williams | |
| Went out in a desert, nothing but sand | |
| Ain't no-one to talk to, it's tough on the land | |
| You think you see people, it looks like a tree | |
| A carpet of pleasure, that comes from the sea | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| You're living in a dream | |
| And if you think it's mad | |
| You're living, you spend a night in Dad's bag | |
| Crystals of water, form on your face | |
| A tingling sensation, has started to race | |
| A figure in rain-gear, alone on a hill | |
| He's followed by bandits, they're up for the kill | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| You're living in a dream | |
| And if you think it's mad | |
| You're living, you spend a night in Dad's bag | |
| As temptation lingers, do you hand in the towel? | |
| Or enter the desert, that's come for you now? | |
| Do you hear the voices, that cry in the wind? | |
| You're out in the open, you ain't got a friend | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| Where you are, you've been | |
| And if you think it's sad | |
| You're living, you spend a night in Dad's bag |
| zuo ci : Jones, Ryan, Williams | |
| Went out in a desert, nothing but sand | |
| Ain' t noone to talk to, it' s tough on the land | |
| You think you see people, it looks like a tree | |
| A carpet of pleasure, that comes from the sea | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| You' re living in a dream | |
| And if you think it' s mad | |
| You' re living, you spend a night in Dad' s bag | |
| Crystals of water, form on your face | |
| A tingling sensation, has started to race | |
| A figure in raingear, alone on a hill | |
| He' s followed by bandits, they' re up for the kill | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| You' re living in a dream | |
| And if you think it' s mad | |
| You' re living, you spend a night in Dad' s bag | |
| As temptation lingers, do you hand in the towel? | |
| Or enter the desert, that' s come for you now? | |
| Do you hear the voices, that cry in the wind? | |
| You' re out in the open, you ain' t got a friend | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| Where you are, you' ve been | |
| And if you think it' s sad | |
| You' re living, you spend a night in Dad' s bag |
| zuò cí : Jones, Ryan, Williams | |
| Went out in a desert, nothing but sand | |
| Ain' t noone to talk to, it' s tough on the land | |
| You think you see people, it looks like a tree | |
| A carpet of pleasure, that comes from the sea | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| You' re living in a dream | |
| And if you think it' s mad | |
| You' re living, you spend a night in Dad' s bag | |
| Crystals of water, form on your face | |
| A tingling sensation, has started to race | |
| A figure in raingear, alone on a hill | |
| He' s followed by bandits, they' re up for the kill | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| You' re living in a dream | |
| And if you think it' s mad | |
| You' re living, you spend a night in Dad' s bag | |
| As temptation lingers, do you hand in the towel? | |
| Or enter the desert, that' s come for you now? | |
| Do you hear the voices, that cry in the wind? | |
| You' re out in the open, you ain' t got a friend | |
| Pictures change the scene | |
| Where you are, you' ve been | |
| And if you think it' s sad | |
| You' re living, you spend a night in Dad' s bag |