| Song | Long Cold Day |
| Artist | Fish |
| Album | Fellini Days |
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| 作曲 : Dick, Wesley, Young | |
| It's so funny, you don't call at night, always missing in action, | |
| I'm left out in the cold and you'd never have thought I was thinking, | |
| Turning it over | |
| Putting the pieces in place and building a case for my anger | |
| I'm taking it in, I'm taking my time in taking you out, 'cause it'll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back, | |
| So tired of your lying, I can't sleep at night, | |
| I'll accept what I'm told, take what I'm sold, | |
| There's no question to ask, | |
| To sort out the answers, | |
| To prove who is wrong or who is right, | |
| But I know in my heart that we're breaking apart. | |
| If we admit to the truth, | |
| Pretend it's all been an act, | |
| As a matter of fact | |
| It'll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back. | |
| Sometimes I feel like I'm sailing on a dreamboat on wild and heavy seas, | |
| I was cast adrift or fallen overboard, I catch my breath and head for shore, | |
| I turn around, the ship sails on | |
| This ship sails on. | |
| Funny, you don't call at night, always missing in action | |
| I'm left out in the cold and you'd never have thought I was thinking | |
| I was thinking | |
| Still thinking | |
| Still thinking | |
| Said I was, said I was | |
| So tired of your lying, I can't sleep at night, | |
| I'll accept what I'm told, take what I'm sold, | |
| There's no question to ask, | |
| To sort out the answers, | |
| To prove who is wrong or who is right, | |
| But I know in my heart that we're breaking apart. | |
| If we admit to the truth, | |
| Pretend it's all been an act, | |
| As a matter of fact | |
| It'll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back. | |
| And I still remember sailing on that dreamboat on starlit mirrored seas. | |
| I hold my breath and I gaze from shore from this empty beach and this pile of clothes | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on |
| zuo qu : Dick, Wesley, Young | |
| It' s so funny, you don' t call at night, always missing in action, | |
| I' m left out in the cold and you' d never have thought I was thinking, | |
| Turning it over | |
| Putting the pieces in place and building a case for my anger | |
| I' m taking it in, I' m taking my time in taking you out, ' cause it' ll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back, | |
| So tired of your lying, I can' t sleep at night, | |
| I' ll accept what I' m told, take what I' m sold, | |
| There' s no question to ask, | |
| To sort out the answers, | |
| To prove who is wrong or who is right, | |
| But I know in my heart that we' re breaking apart. | |
| If we admit to the truth, | |
| Pretend it' s all been an act, | |
| As a matter of fact | |
| It' ll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back. | |
| Sometimes I feel like I' m sailing on a dreamboat on wild and heavy seas, | |
| I was cast adrift or fallen overboard, I catch my breath and head for shore, | |
| I turn around, the ship sails on | |
| This ship sails on. | |
| Funny, you don' t call at night, always missing in action | |
| I' m left out in the cold and you' d never have thought I was thinking | |
| I was thinking | |
| Still thinking | |
| Still thinking | |
| Said I was, said I was | |
| So tired of your lying, I can' t sleep at night, | |
| I' ll accept what I' m told, take what I' m sold, | |
| There' s no question to ask, | |
| To sort out the answers, | |
| To prove who is wrong or who is right, | |
| But I know in my heart that we' re breaking apart. | |
| If we admit to the truth, | |
| Pretend it' s all been an act, | |
| As a matter of fact | |
| It' ll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back. | |
| And I still remember sailing on that dreamboat on starlit mirrored seas. | |
| I hold my breath and I gaze from shore from this empty beach and this pile of clothes | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on |
| zuò qǔ : Dick, Wesley, Young | |
| It' s so funny, you don' t call at night, always missing in action, | |
| I' m left out in the cold and you' d never have thought I was thinking, | |
| Turning it over | |
| Putting the pieces in place and building a case for my anger | |
| I' m taking it in, I' m taking my time in taking you out, ' cause it' ll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back, | |
| So tired of your lying, I can' t sleep at night, | |
| I' ll accept what I' m told, take what I' m sold, | |
| There' s no question to ask, | |
| To sort out the answers, | |
| To prove who is wrong or who is right, | |
| But I know in my heart that we' re breaking apart. | |
| If we admit to the truth, | |
| Pretend it' s all been an act, | |
| As a matter of fact | |
| It' ll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back. | |
| Sometimes I feel like I' m sailing on a dreamboat on wild and heavy seas, | |
| I was cast adrift or fallen overboard, I catch my breath and head for shore, | |
| I turn around, the ship sails on | |
| This ship sails on. | |
| Funny, you don' t call at night, always missing in action | |
| I' m left out in the cold and you' d never have thought I was thinking | |
| I was thinking | |
| Still thinking | |
| Still thinking | |
| Said I was, said I was | |
| So tired of your lying, I can' t sleep at night, | |
| I' ll accept what I' m told, take what I' m sold, | |
| There' s no question to ask, | |
| To sort out the answers, | |
| To prove who is wrong or who is right, | |
| But I know in my heart that we' re breaking apart. | |
| If we admit to the truth, | |
| Pretend it' s all been an act, | |
| As a matter of fact | |
| It' ll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back. | |
| And I still remember sailing on that dreamboat on starlit mirrored seas. | |
| I hold my breath and I gaze from shore from this empty beach and this pile of clothes | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on | |
| I hit the water, the ship sails on |