| Song | When We're Dry |
| Artist | The Broken Family Band |
| Album | The King Will Build a Disco |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Adams, Broken Family Band | |
| It's nearly the end of the day | |
| And we're still hung over | |
| We're in love so we split the rest | |
| And share a love for Smog | |
| When it goes wrong someone leaves | |
| And we have to start over | |
| But each time we improve on before | |
| And a smugness sets in | |
| Oh, where do we go when the booze runs out? | |
| Oh, what do we do when the booze runs out? | |
| When we're dry nothing makes sense | |
| I'll pull my tongue from your cheek | |
| And you change the music | |
| Sit back and we'll ease through the night | |
| On the stiffest of drinks | |
| We feel our hearts intertwine | |
| As our brains lose their burdens | |
| Somehow we know it won't last | |
| Our Dutch courage must sail | |
| Oh, where do we go when the booze runs out? | |
| Oh, what do we do when the booze runs out? | |
| When we're dry nothing makes sense |
| zuo qu : Adams, Broken Family Band | |
| It' s nearly the end of the day | |
| And we' re still hung over | |
| We' re in love so we split the rest | |
| And share a love for Smog | |
| When it goes wrong someone leaves | |
| And we have to start over | |
| But each time we improve on before | |
| And a smugness sets in | |
| Oh, where do we go when the booze runs out? | |
| Oh, what do we do when the booze runs out? | |
| When we' re dry nothing makes sense | |
| I' ll pull my tongue from your cheek | |
| And you change the music | |
| Sit back and we' ll ease through the night | |
| On the stiffest of drinks | |
| We feel our hearts intertwine | |
| As our brains lose their burdens | |
| Somehow we know it won' t last | |
| Our Dutch courage must sail | |
| Oh, where do we go when the booze runs out? | |
| Oh, what do we do when the booze runs out? | |
| When we' re dry nothing makes sense |
| zuò qǔ : Adams, Broken Family Band | |
| It' s nearly the end of the day | |
| And we' re still hung over | |
| We' re in love so we split the rest | |
| And share a love for Smog | |
| When it goes wrong someone leaves | |
| And we have to start over | |
| But each time we improve on before | |
| And a smugness sets in | |
| Oh, where do we go when the booze runs out? | |
| Oh, what do we do when the booze runs out? | |
| When we' re dry nothing makes sense | |
| I' ll pull my tongue from your cheek | |
| And you change the music | |
| Sit back and we' ll ease through the night | |
| On the stiffest of drinks | |
| We feel our hearts intertwine | |
| As our brains lose their burdens | |
| Somehow we know it won' t last | |
| Our Dutch courage must sail | |
| Oh, where do we go when the booze runs out? | |
| Oh, what do we do when the booze runs out? | |
| When we' re dry nothing makes sense |