| Song | New Pretender |
| Artist | Eddi Reader |
| Album | Driftwood |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hewerdine | |
| here comes the new pretender | |
| a bible in his hand | |
| he thinks he will be happy | |
| he thinks that life is grand | |
| I have learnt how to be grateful | |
| for the scraps that fall from your table | |
| oh, oh-oh, oh-oh | |
| here comes the new pretender | |
| he looks just like the old | |
| he would get a big surprise | |
| when he finds hell is cold | |
| there are those who want to warm you | |
| then one day they won’t phone you | |
| oh, oh-oh, oh | |
| and in every sleepy town | |
| you will find heads full of dreams | |
| heads full of dreams | |
| there goes the new pretender | |
| he won’t last that long | |
| there will be a new face | |
| to sing the same old song, oh | |
| he will learn how to be grateful | |
| for the scraps that fall from your table | |
| oh, oh-oh, oh-oh | |
| here comes the new pretender |
| zuo ci : Hewerdine | |
| here comes the new pretender | |
| a bible in his hand | |
| he thinks he will be happy | |
| he thinks that life is grand | |
| I have learnt how to be grateful | |
| for the scraps that fall from your table | |
| oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
| here comes the new pretender | |
| he looks just like the old | |
| he would get a big surprise | |
| when he finds hell is cold | |
| there are those who want to warm you | |
| then one day they won' t phone you | |
| oh, ohoh, oh | |
| and in every sleepy town | |
| you will find heads full of dreams | |
| heads full of dreams | |
| there goes the new pretender | |
| he won' t last that long | |
| there will be a new face | |
| to sing the same old song, oh | |
| he will learn how to be grateful | |
| for the scraps that fall from your table | |
| oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
| here comes the new pretender |
| zuò cí : Hewerdine | |
| here comes the new pretender | |
| a bible in his hand | |
| he thinks he will be happy | |
| he thinks that life is grand | |
| I have learnt how to be grateful | |
| for the scraps that fall from your table | |
| oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
| here comes the new pretender | |
| he looks just like the old | |
| he would get a big surprise | |
| when he finds hell is cold | |
| there are those who want to warm you | |
| then one day they won' t phone you | |
| oh, ohoh, oh | |
| and in every sleepy town | |
| you will find heads full of dreams | |
| heads full of dreams | |
| there goes the new pretender | |
| he won' t last that long | |
| there will be a new face | |
| to sing the same old song, oh | |
| he will learn how to be grateful | |
| for the scraps that fall from your table | |
| oh, ohoh, ohoh | |
| here comes the new pretender |