作词 : Warren | |
Concrete inspires me | |
not your leafy silent village streets | |
roadsigns are all masterpieces | |
dig until we find the route to beat | |
electricity turns me on | |
not your frozen antique candle lit dreams | |
bow down to the traffic lights | |
i'm burning up in the acid hearted sun | |
as we lie beneath the pylons | |
feel the comfort of the hum | |
warning lights my antenna is dead | |
keeping rays of darkness out of my head | |
where have all the heads gone | |
a world of sick and meaningless songs | |
don't decode complexity | |
i stay awake all night | |
deprive myself of day | |
never straighten out the chords that clash | |
we can turn them into rebel cash | |
i feel alive | |
feel the electricity | |
super condictivity | |
i can defy gravity |
zuo ci : Warren | |
Concrete inspires me | |
not your leafy silent village streets | |
roadsigns are all masterpieces | |
dig until we find the route to beat | |
electricity turns me on | |
not your frozen antique candle lit dreams | |
bow down to the traffic lights | |
i' m burning up in the acid hearted sun | |
as we lie beneath the pylons | |
feel the comfort of the hum | |
warning lights my antenna is dead | |
keeping rays of darkness out of my head | |
where have all the heads gone | |
a world of sick and meaningless songs | |
don' t decode complexity | |
i stay awake all night | |
deprive myself of day | |
never straighten out the chords that clash | |
we can turn them into rebel cash | |
i feel alive | |
feel the electricity | |
super condictivity | |
i can defy gravity |
zuò cí : Warren | |
Concrete inspires me | |
not your leafy silent village streets | |
roadsigns are all masterpieces | |
dig until we find the route to beat | |
electricity turns me on | |
not your frozen antique candle lit dreams | |
bow down to the traffic lights | |
i' m burning up in the acid hearted sun | |
as we lie beneath the pylons | |
feel the comfort of the hum | |
warning lights my antenna is dead | |
keeping rays of darkness out of my head | |
where have all the heads gone | |
a world of sick and meaningless songs | |
don' t decode complexity | |
i stay awake all night | |
deprive myself of day | |
never straighten out the chords that clash | |
we can turn them into rebel cash | |
i feel alive | |
feel the electricity | |
super condictivity | |
i can defy gravity |