| Song | Haunted Head |
| Artist | Ezra Furman |
| Album | Perpetual Motion People |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Ezra Furman |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Ezra Furman |
| [00:29.915] | I'm up at six |
| [00:32.198] | I get a slice of bread |
| [00:34.132] | I cut a hole in it |
| [00:36.972] | I crack a little egg into a frying pan |
| [00:41.822] | And I try to get my mind turned off |
| [00:48.845] | I'm naked now |
| [00:50.695] | Because it doesn't really matter |
| [00:53.292] | When the shades are down |
| [00:55.829] | I was born this way |
| [00:57.187] | I'll die this way |
| [00:58.390] | I don't know how I'm ever gonna |
| [01:01.706] | Tell myself the truth |
| [01:07.480] | I live alone |
| [01:10.191] | A house without a heart |
| [01:12.081] | Is not a home |
| [01:14.939] | I think I may destroy the things I own |
| [01:19.681] | I'm going back |
| [01:20.805] | Way back to black and red |
| [01:25.171] | Inside my haunted head |
| [01:31.040] | I get the prayer shawl on |
| [01:33.988] | I wrap myself in something |
| [01:35.920] | That is way beyond anything |
| [01:39.312] | My mind can get its dirty fingers on |
| [01:43.457] | I'm going through the motions like a champ |
| [01:50.131] | I take these aimless drives |
| [01:52.976] | From two a.m. to four I live these |
| [01:55.390] | Secret lives, identities that all die off |
| [02:00.039] | Not one survives |
| [02:02.576] | By morning there's nobody at the wheel |
| [02:09.014] | I'm out in Lake Street now |
| [02:11.970] | I'm coming to a red light |
| [02:13.987] | But there's no one around |
| [02:16.674] | The law sits on my shoulder |
| [02:18.828] | And it weighs me down |
| [02:21.401] | It's talking in a language |
| [02:23.462] | Long since dead |
| [02:26.801] | Inside my haunted head |
| [02:32.749] | Gentlemen, I'm having too much fun |
| [02:54.704] | My arms around the toilet |
| [02:56.750] | Like a long-lost chum |
| [02:59.395] | I'm kneeling at the throne |
| [03:01.271] | I'm stricken deaf and dumb |
| [03:04.205] | I'm learning what it means to really pray |
| [03:10.827] | Tried to get cute with pain |
| [03:13.743] | I thought I could avoid it |
| [03:15.639] | Thought I knew the game |
| [03:18.514] | But just when you get the hang of |
| [03:20.327] | It the rules all change |
| [03:23.301] | And you're doing time |
| [03:24.597] | For crimes that don't exist |
| [03:29.771] | So I sit and wait |
| [03:32.772] | 'Til I can finally see the sense it makes |
| [03:37.522] | I know this sick world's |
| [03:39.272] | Bound to be explained |
| [03:42.215] | So I'm hanging on if only by a |
| [03:44.661] | Thread inside my haunted head |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Ezra Furman |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Ezra Furman |
| [00:29.915] | I' m up at six |
| [00:32.198] | I get a slice of bread |
| [00:34.132] | I cut a hole in it |
| [00:36.972] | I crack a little egg into a frying pan |
| [00:41.822] | And I try to get my mind turned off |
| [00:48.845] | I' m naked now |
| [00:50.695] | Because it doesn' t really matter |
| [00:53.292] | When the shades are down |
| [00:55.829] | I was born this way |
| [00:57.187] | I' ll die this way |
| [00:58.390] | I don' t know how I' m ever gonna |
| [01:01.706] | Tell myself the truth |
| [01:07.480] | I live alone |
| [01:10.191] | A house without a heart |
| [01:12.081] | Is not a home |
| [01:14.939] | I think I may destroy the things I own |
| [01:19.681] | I' m going back |
| [01:20.805] | Way back to black and red |
| [01:25.171] | Inside my haunted head |
| [01:31.040] | I get the prayer shawl on |
| [01:33.988] | I wrap myself in something |
| [01:35.920] | That is way beyond anything |
| [01:39.312] | My mind can get its dirty fingers on |
| [01:43.457] | I' m going through the motions like a champ |
| [01:50.131] | I take these aimless drives |
| [01:52.976] | From two a. m. to four I live these |
| [01:55.390] | Secret lives, identities that all die off |
| [02:00.039] | Not one survives |
| [02:02.576] | By morning there' s nobody at the wheel |
| [02:09.014] | I' m out in Lake Street now |
| [02:11.970] | I' m coming to a red light |
| [02:13.987] | But there' s no one around |
| [02:16.674] | The law sits on my shoulder |
| [02:18.828] | And it weighs me down |
| [02:21.401] | It' s talking in a language |
| [02:23.462] | Long since dead |
| [02:26.801] | Inside my haunted head |
| [02:32.749] | Gentlemen, I' m having too much fun |
| [02:54.704] | My arms around the toilet |
| [02:56.750] | Like a longlost chum |
| [02:59.395] | I' m kneeling at the throne |
| [03:01.271] | I' m stricken deaf and dumb |
| [03:04.205] | I' m learning what it means to really pray |
| [03:10.827] | Tried to get cute with pain |
| [03:13.743] | I thought I could avoid it |
| [03:15.639] | Thought I knew the game |
| [03:18.514] | But just when you get the hang of |
| [03:20.327] | It the rules all change |
| [03:23.301] | And you' re doing time |
| [03:24.597] | For crimes that don' t exist |
| [03:29.771] | So I sit and wait |
| [03:32.772] | ' Til I can finally see the sense it makes |
| [03:37.522] | I know this sick world' s |
| [03:39.272] | Bound to be explained |
| [03:42.215] | So I' m hanging on if only by a |
| [03:44.661] | Thread inside my haunted head |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Ezra Furman |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Ezra Furman |
| [00:29.915] | I' m up at six |
| [00:32.198] | I get a slice of bread |
| [00:34.132] | I cut a hole in it |
| [00:36.972] | I crack a little egg into a frying pan |
| [00:41.822] | And I try to get my mind turned off |
| [00:48.845] | I' m naked now |
| [00:50.695] | Because it doesn' t really matter |
| [00:53.292] | When the shades are down |
| [00:55.829] | I was born this way |
| [00:57.187] | I' ll die this way |
| [00:58.390] | I don' t know how I' m ever gonna |
| [01:01.706] | Tell myself the truth |
| [01:07.480] | I live alone |
| [01:10.191] | A house without a heart |
| [01:12.081] | Is not a home |
| [01:14.939] | I think I may destroy the things I own |
| [01:19.681] | I' m going back |
| [01:20.805] | Way back to black and red |
| [01:25.171] | Inside my haunted head |
| [01:31.040] | I get the prayer shawl on |
| [01:33.988] | I wrap myself in something |
| [01:35.920] | That is way beyond anything |
| [01:39.312] | My mind can get its dirty fingers on |
| [01:43.457] | I' m going through the motions like a champ |
| [01:50.131] | I take these aimless drives |
| [01:52.976] | From two a. m. to four I live these |
| [01:55.390] | Secret lives, identities that all die off |
| [02:00.039] | Not one survives |
| [02:02.576] | By morning there' s nobody at the wheel |
| [02:09.014] | I' m out in Lake Street now |
| [02:11.970] | I' m coming to a red light |
| [02:13.987] | But there' s no one around |
| [02:16.674] | The law sits on my shoulder |
| [02:18.828] | And it weighs me down |
| [02:21.401] | It' s talking in a language |
| [02:23.462] | Long since dead |
| [02:26.801] | Inside my haunted head |
| [02:32.749] | Gentlemen, I' m having too much fun |
| [02:54.704] | My arms around the toilet |
| [02:56.750] | Like a longlost chum |
| [02:59.395] | I' m kneeling at the throne |
| [03:01.271] | I' m stricken deaf and dumb |
| [03:04.205] | I' m learning what it means to really pray |
| [03:10.827] | Tried to get cute with pain |
| [03:13.743] | I thought I could avoid it |
| [03:15.639] | Thought I knew the game |
| [03:18.514] | But just when you get the hang of |
| [03:20.327] | It the rules all change |
| [03:23.301] | And you' re doing time |
| [03:24.597] | For crimes that don' t exist |
| [03:29.771] | So I sit and wait |
| [03:32.772] | ' Til I can finally see the sense it makes |
| [03:37.522] | I know this sick world' s |
| [03:39.272] | Bound to be explained |
| [03:42.215] | So I' m hanging on if only by a |
| [03:44.661] | Thread inside my haunted head |