| Song | Boombox |
| Artist | Institute |
| Album | VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 66 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gavin Rossdale | |
| 作曲 : Gavin Rossdale | |
| We're going down the tubes | |
| To the underground | |
| Look what we've gone and done | |
| We're getting to the point | |
| Where nothing seems to work anymore | |
| If tolerace is dead | |
| There'll be no rest for the living | |
| Imagine no trouble | |
| And a little respite | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love where it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| She can't seem to find her feet | |
| She can't seem to find her way up | |
| Her face a thousand words | |
| When all there is to say | |
| Lord knows you need disciples | |
| God knows you need friends | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love when it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| Taken it back to you, taken it back | |
| Taken it back to you, taken it back | |
| Just trying to live | |
| Just dying to give | |
| And girl goes see that bridge | |
| I'll meet you there | |
| Could you meet me there, oh | |
| I want my television | |
| Comfort in a cathode ray | |
| I want my television | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love when it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| To the world we run | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Lovers | |
| Lovers |
| zuo ci : Gavin Rossdale | |
| zuo qu : Gavin Rossdale | |
| We' re going down the tubes | |
| To the underground | |
| Look what we' ve gone and done | |
| We' re getting to the point | |
| Where nothing seems to work anymore | |
| If tolerace is dead | |
| There' ll be no rest for the living | |
| Imagine no trouble | |
| And a little respite | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love where it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| She can' t seem to find her feet | |
| She can' t seem to find her way up | |
| Her face a thousand words | |
| When all there is to say | |
| Lord knows you need disciples | |
| God knows you need friends | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love when it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| Taken it back to you, taken it back | |
| Taken it back to you, taken it back | |
| Just trying to live | |
| Just dying to give | |
| And girl goes see that bridge | |
| I' ll meet you there | |
| Could you meet me there, oh | |
| I want my television | |
| Comfort in a cathode ray | |
| I want my television | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love when it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| To the world we run | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Lovers | |
| Lovers |
| zuò cí : Gavin Rossdale | |
| zuò qǔ : Gavin Rossdale | |
| We' re going down the tubes | |
| To the underground | |
| Look what we' ve gone and done | |
| We' re getting to the point | |
| Where nothing seems to work anymore | |
| If tolerace is dead | |
| There' ll be no rest for the living | |
| Imagine no trouble | |
| And a little respite | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love where it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| She can' t seem to find her feet | |
| She can' t seem to find her way up | |
| Her face a thousand words | |
| When all there is to say | |
| Lord knows you need disciples | |
| God knows you need friends | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| This boom box needs batteries | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love when it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| Taken it back to you, taken it back | |
| Taken it back to you, taken it back | |
| Just trying to live | |
| Just dying to give | |
| And girl goes see that bridge | |
| I' ll meet you there | |
| Could you meet me there, oh | |
| I want my television | |
| Comfort in a cathode ray | |
| I want my television | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Will find a way through everything | |
| Sick at the thought of losing you | |
| No one else in my room | |
| Soft as the snow that comes | |
| You move like electric window | |
| We take love when it comes | |
| To the world we run | |
| To the world we run | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Lovers and dangerous love | |
| Lovers | |
| Lovers |