Song | Civic Hall |
Artist | The Vapors |
Album | The Best Of The Vapors |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fenton | |
I heard someone calling me, from a car across the road. | |
The lights were out, I never heard the sound of the police car radio. | |
So I went running down the lane with my plastic bag, not stopping once to look behind. | |
But the long arm of the law put its foot to the floor, And they met me on the other side. | |
And they said: "What's goin on here then, sonny." "Hello, hello." | |
"What's goin' on here then, sonny." "We want to know." | |
But they weren't convinced no matter how I tried. | |
They pinned me up against the wall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag was broken by the Civic Hall. By the Civic Hall. | |
I closed my eyes to see the Phoenix rise, spread-eagle up against the wall. | |
And I walked, tight-knit, from my sinking ship. | |
Trying hard to keep the furnace cool. | |
So I thought, easy-come, easy-go. Just play along. | |
Until I got inside the car. But a stone-age hand left my trust in man. | |
Went to pieces for the final time. | |
When they said: "What's goin on here then, Sonny." "Hello, hello." | |
"What's goin' on here then, Sonny." "We want to know." | |
But they weren't convinced no matter how I tried. | |
They pinned me up against the wall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lies broken by the Civic Hall. | |
By the Civic Hall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lying broken by the Civic Hall. | |
By the Civic Hall. |
zuo ci : Fenton | |
I heard someone calling me, from a car across the road. | |
The lights were out, I never heard the sound of the police car radio. | |
So I went running down the lane with my plastic bag, not stopping once to look behind. | |
But the long arm of the law put its foot to the floor, And they met me on the other side. | |
And they said: " What' s goin on here then, sonny." " Hello, hello." | |
" What' s goin' on here then, sonny." " We want to know." | |
But they weren' t convinced no matter how I tried. | |
They pinned me up against the wall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag was broken by the Civic Hall. By the Civic Hall. | |
I closed my eyes to see the Phoenix rise, spreadeagle up against the wall. | |
And I walked, tightknit, from my sinking ship. | |
Trying hard to keep the furnace cool. | |
So I thought, easycome, easygo. Just play along. | |
Until I got inside the car. But a stoneage hand left my trust in man. | |
Went to pieces for the final time. | |
When they said: " What' s goin on here then, Sonny." " Hello, hello." | |
" What' s goin' on here then, Sonny." " We want to know." | |
But they weren' t convinced no matter how I tried. | |
They pinned me up against the wall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lies broken by the Civic Hall. | |
By the Civic Hall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lying broken by the Civic Hall. | |
By the Civic Hall. |
zuò cí : Fenton | |
I heard someone calling me, from a car across the road. | |
The lights were out, I never heard the sound of the police car radio. | |
So I went running down the lane with my plastic bag, not stopping once to look behind. | |
But the long arm of the law put its foot to the floor, And they met me on the other side. | |
And they said: " What' s goin on here then, sonny." " Hello, hello." | |
" What' s goin' on here then, sonny." " We want to know." | |
But they weren' t convinced no matter how I tried. | |
They pinned me up against the wall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag was broken by the Civic Hall. By the Civic Hall. | |
I closed my eyes to see the Phoenix rise, spreadeagle up against the wall. | |
And I walked, tightknit, from my sinking ship. | |
Trying hard to keep the furnace cool. | |
So I thought, easycome, easygo. Just play along. | |
Until I got inside the car. But a stoneage hand left my trust in man. | |
Went to pieces for the final time. | |
When they said: " What' s goin on here then, Sonny." " Hello, hello." | |
" What' s goin' on here then, Sonny." " We want to know." | |
But they weren' t convinced no matter how I tried. | |
They pinned me up against the wall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lies broken by the Civic Hall. | |
By the Civic Hall. | |
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lying broken by the Civic Hall. | |
By the Civic Hall. |