| Song | Bright Star Catalogue |
| Artist | The Blue Aeroplanes |
| Album | Altitude |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bruschini, Langely, Langley | |
| Sitting by the grass | |
| On the road to my renewal | |
| Staring at the tail lights | |
| Of the unutterably cool | |
| Heading for the capitol | |
| Heading for the stars | |
| Hey, you know I'll watch you | |
| However far away you are | |
| I can always find you | |
| In the Bright Star Catalogue | |
| I had an idea | |
| But I'd better not tell you | |
| It's something you could steal | |
| It's unutterably cool | |
| You're heading for the stratosphere | |
| Up among the stars | |
| Casually, thoughtlessly | |
| Cruel | |
| Dial-a-star | |
| He'll know who you are | |
| He'll know that you're his | |
| Like you is mine | |
| He always knows | |
| Star 69 | |
| Invisible to the naked eye | |
| The distant star is just a number | |
| The distant star knows who we are | |
| We're just a number | |
| And all of us are chanting | |
| 5-4-3-2-1 | |
| Hey! | |
| We got your number | |
| You're so far out, man | |
| But we can see you | |
| I love to love what love says love | |
| Staring at the skies in holy calm | |
| Heading for a distant point | |
| On the road to my renewal | |
| Smoking petrol, taking oil | |
| Drinking fucking lighter-fuel | |
| Is not an option | |
| If you want to write, you know where I am | |
| There's a price to pay for a lack of adventure | |
| I paid it | |
| You can look up the numbers of all the stars | |
| At least the ones you can see | |
| Shine on me | |
| You made it |
| zuo ci : Bruschini, Langely, Langley | |
| Sitting by the grass | |
| On the road to my renewal | |
| Staring at the tail lights | |
| Of the unutterably cool | |
| Heading for the capitol | |
| Heading for the stars | |
| Hey, you know I' ll watch you | |
| However far away you are | |
| I can always find you | |
| In the Bright Star Catalogue | |
| I had an idea | |
| But I' d better not tell you | |
| It' s something you could steal | |
| It' s unutterably cool | |
| You' re heading for the stratosphere | |
| Up among the stars | |
| Casually, thoughtlessly | |
| Cruel | |
| Dialastar | |
| He' ll know who you are | |
| He' ll know that you' re his | |
| Like you is mine | |
| He always knows | |
| Star 69 | |
| Invisible to the naked eye | |
| The distant star is just a number | |
| The distant star knows who we are | |
| We' re just a number | |
| And all of us are chanting | |
| 54321 | |
| Hey! | |
| We got your number | |
| You' re so far out, man | |
| But we can see you | |
| I love to love what love says love | |
| Staring at the skies in holy calm | |
| Heading for a distant point | |
| On the road to my renewal | |
| Smoking petrol, taking oil | |
| Drinking fucking lighterfuel | |
| Is not an option | |
| If you want to write, you know where I am | |
| There' s a price to pay for a lack of adventure | |
| I paid it | |
| You can look up the numbers of all the stars | |
| At least the ones you can see | |
| Shine on me | |
| You made it |
| zuò cí : Bruschini, Langely, Langley | |
| Sitting by the grass | |
| On the road to my renewal | |
| Staring at the tail lights | |
| Of the unutterably cool | |
| Heading for the capitol | |
| Heading for the stars | |
| Hey, you know I' ll watch you | |
| However far away you are | |
| I can always find you | |
| In the Bright Star Catalogue | |
| I had an idea | |
| But I' d better not tell you | |
| It' s something you could steal | |
| It' s unutterably cool | |
| You' re heading for the stratosphere | |
| Up among the stars | |
| Casually, thoughtlessly | |
| Cruel | |
| Dialastar | |
| He' ll know who you are | |
| He' ll know that you' re his | |
| Like you is mine | |
| He always knows | |
| Star 69 | |
| Invisible to the naked eye | |
| The distant star is just a number | |
| The distant star knows who we are | |
| We' re just a number | |
| And all of us are chanting | |
| 54321 | |
| Hey! | |
| We got your number | |
| You' re so far out, man | |
| But we can see you | |
| I love to love what love says love | |
| Staring at the skies in holy calm | |
| Heading for a distant point | |
| On the road to my renewal | |
| Smoking petrol, taking oil | |
| Drinking fucking lighterfuel | |
| Is not an option | |
| If you want to write, you know where I am | |
| There' s a price to pay for a lack of adventure | |
| I paid it | |
| You can look up the numbers of all the stars | |
| At least the ones you can see | |
| Shine on me | |
| You made it |