Van Rides and High Tides Lyrics
| Song | Van Rides and High Tides |
| Artist | Broadway Calls |
| Album | Broadway Calls |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Broadway Calls | |
| I've got a plan, | |
| I've got it dripping down my forehead | |
| In the shape of a bead of sweat. | |
| How sweet would my life be | |
| If I wrote the songs the kids could not forget? | |
| I jump the gun again, | |
| I call you up and tell you how talented | |
| I think I am. | |
| The things | |
| I write will change the world | |
| And I will take you along for the ride. | |
| But this self appreciation is lame. | |
| It's not charming or cute anymore. | |
| Who am I kidding, we're sleeping on floors | |
| And the summer's almost over. | |
| At the expense of my new friends, | |
| This summer's almost over. | |
| My heart beats faster every night. | |
| Please let this last forever. | |
| This is the information age. | |
| I've got the age but where the fuck is my info! | |
| I know 24 isn't old, but | |
| I feel, That | |
| I am about to expire. | |
| I jump the gun again, | |
| I call you up and tell you how talented | |
| I think I am. | |
| The things | |
| I write will change the world | |
| And I will take you along for the ride. | |
| But this self appreciation is lame. | |
| It's not charming or cute anymore. | |
| Who am I kidding, we're sleeping on floors | |
| And the summer's almost over. | |
| At the expense of my new friends, this summers almost over. | |
| My heart beats faster every night. | |
| Please let this last forever. |
| zuo qu : Broadway Calls | |
| I' ve got a plan, | |
| I' ve got it dripping down my forehead | |
| In the shape of a bead of sweat. | |
| How sweet would my life be | |
| If I wrote the songs the kids could not forget? | |
| I jump the gun again, | |
| I call you up and tell you how talented | |
| I think I am. | |
| The things | |
| I write will change the world | |
| And I will take you along for the ride. | |
| But this self appreciation is lame. | |
| It' s not charming or cute anymore. | |
| Who am I kidding, we' re sleeping on floors | |
| And the summer' s almost over. | |
| At the expense of my new friends, | |
| This summer' s almost over. | |
| My heart beats faster every night. | |
| Please let this last forever. | |
| This is the information age. | |
| I' ve got the age but where the fuck is my info! | |
| I know 24 isn' t old, but | |
| I feel, That | |
| I am about to expire. | |
| I jump the gun again, | |
| I call you up and tell you how talented | |
| I think I am. | |
| The things | |
| I write will change the world | |
| And I will take you along for the ride. | |
| But this self appreciation is lame. | |
| It' s not charming or cute anymore. | |
| Who am I kidding, we' re sleeping on floors | |
| And the summer' s almost over. | |
| At the expense of my new friends, this summers almost over. | |
| My heart beats faster every night. | |
| Please let this last forever. |
| zuò qǔ : Broadway Calls | |
| I' ve got a plan, | |
| I' ve got it dripping down my forehead | |
| In the shape of a bead of sweat. | |
| How sweet would my life be | |
| If I wrote the songs the kids could not forget? | |
| I jump the gun again, | |
| I call you up and tell you how talented | |
| I think I am. | |
| The things | |
| I write will change the world | |
| And I will take you along for the ride. | |
| But this self appreciation is lame. | |
| It' s not charming or cute anymore. | |
| Who am I kidding, we' re sleeping on floors | |
| And the summer' s almost over. | |
| At the expense of my new friends, | |
| This summer' s almost over. | |
| My heart beats faster every night. | |
| Please let this last forever. | |
| This is the information age. | |
| I' ve got the age but where the fuck is my info! | |
| I know 24 isn' t old, but | |
| I feel, That | |
| I am about to expire. | |
| I jump the gun again, | |
| I call you up and tell you how talented | |
| I think I am. | |
| The things | |
| I write will change the world | |
| And I will take you along for the ride. | |
| But this self appreciation is lame. | |
| It' s not charming or cute anymore. | |
| Who am I kidding, we' re sleeping on floors | |
| And the summer' s almost over. | |
| At the expense of my new friends, this summers almost over. | |
| My heart beats faster every night. | |
| Please let this last forever. |
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