| Song | Hook |
| Artist | Blues Traveler |
| Album | Live on the Rocks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : John Popper | |
| 作词 : John Popper | |
| It doesn't matter what I say | |
| As long as I sing with inflection | |
| It makes you feel that I'll convey | |
| Some inner truth of vast reflection | |
| But I've said nothing so far | |
| And I can keep it up as long as it takes | |
| And it don't matter who you are | |
| If I'm doing my job, it's your resolve that breaks | |
| Because the hook brings you back | |
| I ain't tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| On that you can rely | |
| There is something amiss | |
| I am being insincere | |
| In fact I don't mean any of this | |
| Still my confession draws you near | |
| To confuse the issue I'll refer | |
| Familiar heroes from long ago | |
| No matter how much Peter loved her | |
| What made the Pan refuse to grow | |
| Was that the hook brings you back | |
| I ain't tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| On that you can rely | |
| Suck it in suck it in | |
| If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn | |
| Make a desperate move or else you'll win | |
| And then begin | |
| To see what you're doing to me this MTV is not for free | |
| It's so PC it's killing me | |
| So desperately I sing to thee of love, | |
| Sure, but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self | |
| And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf | |
| I've tried | |
| Well no, in fact I lied | |
| Could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside | |
| To hide or slide | |
| I'll do as I decide and let it ride until I've died | |
| And only then shall I abide | |
| this tide of catchy little tunes | |
| Of hip three minute ditties | |
| I wanna bust all your balloons | |
| I wanna burn all of your cities to the ground | |
| I've found | |
| I will not mess around | |
| Unless I play then hey | |
| I will go on all day hear what I say | |
| I have a prayer to pray | |
| That's really all this was | |
| And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck | |
| I don't rely on luck because | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| I ain't tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook... | |
| On that you can rely |
| zuo qu : John Popper | |
| zuo ci : John Popper | |
| It doesn' t matter what I say | |
| As long as I sing with inflection | |
| It makes you feel that I' ll convey | |
| Some inner truth of vast reflection | |
| But I' ve said nothing so far | |
| And I can keep it up as long as it takes | |
| And it don' t matter who you are | |
| If I' m doing my job, it' s your resolve that breaks | |
| Because the hook brings you back | |
| I ain' t tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| On that you can rely | |
| There is something amiss | |
| I am being insincere | |
| In fact I don' t mean any of this | |
| Still my confession draws you near | |
| To confuse the issue I' ll refer | |
| Familiar heroes from long ago | |
| No matter how much Peter loved her | |
| What made the Pan refuse to grow | |
| Was that the hook brings you back | |
| I ain' t tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| On that you can rely | |
| Suck it in suck it in | |
| If you' re Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn | |
| Make a desperate move or else you' ll win | |
| And then begin | |
| To see what you' re doing to me this MTV is not for free | |
| It' s so PC it' s killing me | |
| So desperately I sing to thee of love, | |
| Sure, but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self | |
| And I can' t keep these feelings on the shelf | |
| I' ve tried | |
| Well no, in fact I lied | |
| Could be financial suicide but I' ve got too much pride inside | |
| To hide or slide | |
| I' ll do as I decide and let it ride until I' ve died | |
| And only then shall I abide | |
| this tide of catchy little tunes | |
| Of hip three minute ditties | |
| I wanna bust all your balloons | |
| I wanna burn all of your cities to the ground | |
| I' ve found | |
| I will not mess around | |
| Unless I play then hey | |
| I will go on all day hear what I say | |
| I have a prayer to pray | |
| That' s really all this was | |
| And when I' m feeling stuck and need a buck | |
| I don' t rely on luck because | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| I ain' t tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook... | |
| On that you can rely |
| zuò qǔ : John Popper | |
| zuò cí : John Popper | |
| It doesn' t matter what I say | |
| As long as I sing with inflection | |
| It makes you feel that I' ll convey | |
| Some inner truth of vast reflection | |
| But I' ve said nothing so far | |
| And I can keep it up as long as it takes | |
| And it don' t matter who you are | |
| If I' m doing my job, it' s your resolve that breaks | |
| Because the hook brings you back | |
| I ain' t tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| On that you can rely | |
| There is something amiss | |
| I am being insincere | |
| In fact I don' t mean any of this | |
| Still my confession draws you near | |
| To confuse the issue I' ll refer | |
| Familiar heroes from long ago | |
| No matter how much Peter loved her | |
| What made the Pan refuse to grow | |
| Was that the hook brings you back | |
| I ain' t tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| On that you can rely | |
| Suck it in suck it in | |
| If you' re Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn | |
| Make a desperate move or else you' ll win | |
| And then begin | |
| To see what you' re doing to me this MTV is not for free | |
| It' s so PC it' s killing me | |
| So desperately I sing to thee of love, | |
| Sure, but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self | |
| And I can' t keep these feelings on the shelf | |
| I' ve tried | |
| Well no, in fact I lied | |
| Could be financial suicide but I' ve got too much pride inside | |
| To hide or slide | |
| I' ll do as I decide and let it ride until I' ve died | |
| And only then shall I abide | |
| this tide of catchy little tunes | |
| Of hip three minute ditties | |
| I wanna bust all your balloons | |
| I wanna burn all of your cities to the ground | |
| I' ve found | |
| I will not mess around | |
| Unless I play then hey | |
| I will go on all day hear what I say | |
| I have a prayer to pray | |
| That' s really all this was | |
| And when I' m feeling stuck and need a buck | |
| I don' t rely on luck because | |
| The hook brings you back | |
| I ain' t tellin' you no lie | |
| The hook... | |
| On that you can rely |