| Song | Sounds Great When You're Dead |
| Artist | Robyn Hitchcock |
| Album | I Often Dream of Trains [Rhino] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : PAT MONAHAN/ESPEN LIND/AMUND BJORKLUND | |
| 作词 : Hitchcock | |
| Your mother is a journalist, your father is a creep | |
| They make it in your bedroom when they think you're fast asleep | |
| The scenes that they're enacting now beside your little bed | |
| Are never in your consciousness but always in your head | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you're dead | |
| It sounds great when you're | |
| Your sister is a butterfly, your brother is a drunk | |
| You gaze at him reclining in formaldehyde a trunk | |
| He lives and breathes on systems that nobody can supply | |
| And you're immune to everything except the butterfly | |
| Yeah | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you're dead | |
| It sounds great when you're dead | |
| Baby, you're incredible, I think that you're the most | |
| I've searched around for everything like you from coast to coast | |
| Your name engraved in diamonds written in my heart | |
| We're at our most together when we're at our most apart | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you're dead | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But baby let me assure you | |
| It sounds great when you're dead |
| zuo qu : PAT MONAHAN ESPEN LIND AMUND BJORKLUND | |
| zuo ci : Hitchcock | |
| Your mother is a journalist, your father is a creep | |
| They make it in your bedroom when they think you' re fast asleep | |
| The scenes that they' re enacting now beside your little bed | |
| Are never in your consciousness but always in your head | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you' re dead | |
| It sounds great when you' re | |
| Your sister is a butterfly, your brother is a drunk | |
| You gaze at him reclining in formaldehyde a trunk | |
| He lives and breathes on systems that nobody can supply | |
| And you' re immune to everything except the butterfly | |
| Yeah | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you' re dead | |
| It sounds great when you' re dead | |
| Baby, you' re incredible, I think that you' re the most | |
| I' ve searched around for everything like you from coast to coast | |
| Your name engraved in diamonds written in my heart | |
| We' re at our most together when we' re at our most apart | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you' re dead | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But baby let me assure you | |
| It sounds great when you' re dead |
| zuò qǔ : PAT MONAHAN ESPEN LIND AMUND BJORKLUND | |
| zuò cí : Hitchcock | |
| Your mother is a journalist, your father is a creep | |
| They make it in your bedroom when they think you' re fast asleep | |
| The scenes that they' re enacting now beside your little bed | |
| Are never in your consciousness but always in your head | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you' re dead | |
| It sounds great when you' re | |
| Your sister is a butterfly, your brother is a drunk | |
| You gaze at him reclining in formaldehyde a trunk | |
| He lives and breathes on systems that nobody can supply | |
| And you' re immune to everything except the butterfly | |
| Yeah | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you' re dead | |
| It sounds great when you' re dead | |
| Baby, you' re incredible, I think that you' re the most | |
| I' ve searched around for everything like you from coast to coast | |
| Your name engraved in diamonds written in my heart | |
| We' re at our most together when we' re at our most apart | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But it sounds great when you' re dead | |
| Baby | |
| It might sound dodgy now | |
| But baby let me assure you | |
| It sounds great when you' re dead |