| Song | Meanwhile Down the Street |
| Artist | Uncle Hu |
| Album | When Memories Collide |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Uncle Hu | |
| 作词 : Uncle Hu | |
| meanwhile down the street | |
| the whole crowd is sick | |
| talk it up, there's no whisper | |
| and we land on our feet | |
| she's told a dream should be | |
| a glorious thing | |
| "shame on me, the purest I've been in | |
| is still too obscene" | |
| there goes the insult | |
| reflected in the floor | |
| colored chemicals | |
| throw you off like before | |
| you'll know the roles I've played | |
| if we get away | |
| in the cab with a covered license plate | |
| I found the other day | |
| but out steps the savior | |
| whose laughter's so unkind | |
| to belt you up again | |
| his trial has come to blow your mind | |
| a nasty old crime | |
| has left curses behind | |
| meanwhile down the street | |
| the whole crowd is sick | |
| talk it up, there's no whisper | |
| and we land on our feet | |
| she's told a dream should be | |
| a glorious thing | |
| "shame on me, the purest I've been in | |
| is still too obscene" |
| zuo qu : Uncle Hu | |
| zuo ci : Uncle Hu | |
| meanwhile down the street | |
| the whole crowd is sick | |
| talk it up, there' s no whisper | |
| and we land on our feet | |
| she' s told a dream should be | |
| a glorious thing | |
| " shame on me, the purest I' ve been in | |
| is still too obscene" | |
| there goes the insult | |
| reflected in the floor | |
| colored chemicals | |
| throw you off like before | |
| you' ll know the roles I' ve played | |
| if we get away | |
| in the cab with a covered license plate | |
| I found the other day | |
| but out steps the savior | |
| whose laughter' s so unkind | |
| to belt you up again | |
| his trial has come to blow your mind | |
| a nasty old crime | |
| has left curses behind | |
| meanwhile down the street | |
| the whole crowd is sick | |
| talk it up, there' s no whisper | |
| and we land on our feet | |
| she' s told a dream should be | |
| a glorious thing | |
| " shame on me, the purest I' ve been in | |
| is still too obscene" |
| zuò qǔ : Uncle Hu | |
| zuò cí : Uncle Hu | |
| meanwhile down the street | |
| the whole crowd is sick | |
| talk it up, there' s no whisper | |
| and we land on our feet | |
| she' s told a dream should be | |
| a glorious thing | |
| " shame on me, the purest I' ve been in | |
| is still too obscene" | |
| there goes the insult | |
| reflected in the floor | |
| colored chemicals | |
| throw you off like before | |
| you' ll know the roles I' ve played | |
| if we get away | |
| in the cab with a covered license plate | |
| I found the other day | |
| but out steps the savior | |
| whose laughter' s so unkind | |
| to belt you up again | |
| his trial has come to blow your mind | |
| a nasty old crime | |
| has left curses behind | |
| meanwhile down the street | |
| the whole crowd is sick | |
| talk it up, there' s no whisper | |
| and we land on our feet | |
| she' s told a dream should be | |
| a glorious thing | |
| " shame on me, the purest I' ve been in | |
| is still too obscene" |