I've Changed Hotels Lyrics

	作曲 : Jonathan Fire Eater
	There's a stove in the back of a rotten little flat
	In the afternoons we'd meet
	We'd huddle together, stick close together
	The daylight makes us weak I know
	But it's dark in the kitchen and I don't mind the itching anymore
	Now there's thirty-nine dead lying prone in their beds
	With one voice in their heads
	We've all heard it once so to hell with those cunts
	They they all seem so proud
	A crow was born in the orchard
	A kid is crying on the carousel
	Who wants to get off?
	Please stop, I want to get off
	It's a cabaret and I want to play
	From my window I can see moon coming up with a
	Here comes another day
	Now I've changed my hotel
	No-one knows me well
	I don't think I can sleep
	Tomorrow I'm walking through the crowds
	They look so proud but it hurts to look at the clouds
	A crow was born in the orchard
	A kid is crying on the carousel
	Oh
	I'm coming out of a cedar closet
	To make another deposit
	I've grieved at your feet, I'm back on the street
	One day my conscience will be so free

	zuo qu : Jonathan Fire Eater
	There' s a stove in the back of a rotten little flat
	In the afternoons we' d meet
	We' d huddle together, stick close together
	The daylight makes us weak I know
	But it' s dark in the kitchen and I don' t mind the itching anymore
	Now there' s thirtynine dead lying prone in their beds
	With one voice in their heads
	We' ve all heard it once so to hell with those cunts
	They they all seem so proud
	A crow was born in the orchard
	A kid is crying on the carousel
	Who wants to get off?
	Please stop, I want to get off
	It' s a cabaret and I want to play
	From my window I can see moon coming up with a
	Here comes another day
	Now I' ve changed my hotel
	Noone knows me well
	I don' t think I can sleep
	Tomorrow I' m walking through the crowds
	They look so proud but it hurts to look at the clouds
	A crow was born in the orchard
	A kid is crying on the carousel
	Oh
	I' m coming out of a cedar closet
	To make another deposit
	I' ve grieved at your feet, I' m back on the street
	One day my conscience will be so free

	zuò qǔ : Jonathan Fire Eater
	There' s a stove in the back of a rotten little flat
	In the afternoons we' d meet
	We' d huddle together, stick close together
	The daylight makes us weak I know
	But it' s dark in the kitchen and I don' t mind the itching anymore
	Now there' s thirtynine dead lying prone in their beds
	With one voice in their heads
	We' ve all heard it once so to hell with those cunts
	They they all seem so proud
	A crow was born in the orchard
	A kid is crying on the carousel
	Who wants to get off?
	Please stop, I want to get off
	It' s a cabaret and I want to play
	From my window I can see moon coming up with a
	Here comes another day
	Now I' ve changed my hotel
	Noone knows me well
	I don' t think I can sleep
	Tomorrow I' m walking through the crowds
	They look so proud but it hurts to look at the clouds
	A crow was born in the orchard
	A kid is crying on the carousel
	Oh
	I' m coming out of a cedar closet
	To make another deposit
	I' ve grieved at your feet, I' m back on the street
	One day my conscience will be so free

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