The Hold Steady - Joke About Jamaica
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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They used to think it was so cute
When she said "Dyer Maker"
All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica
Shed always find a ride back home from the bar
She used to feel so stupid
When theyd talk about the music
Born into every single tune
They used to hum against her lips
With their hands on her hips
They used to kiss in the car
Dancing days, houses of the holy
Hot-shot in the city in the middle of the prairie
Floating with the boys, with all her charms
At first the laugh, then the eyes
Then the touch-em-on-the-arms
And the drinks, theyd never seem to cost money
And Saturday night was a runway
That extended into Sunday
And sometimes Monday
Back then it was beautiful
The boys were sweet and musical
The laser lights looked mystical
Messed up stuff felt magical
Girls didnt seem so difficult
Boys didnt seem so typical
It was warm and white and wonderful
We were all invincible
Tired eyes, trampled under foot
Dazed and confused
C-C-C-C-Cocaine blues
She hasnt got any eye contact tonight
The boys are getting younger
And the bands are getting louder
And the new girls are coming up
Like some white unopened flowers
Shes pretty sure that thats where their power is
Back then it was unified
The punks, the skins, the greaser guys
Then one summer, two kids died
And one of them was crucified
Now its so competitive
The sleeplessness and sedatives
I know it sounds repetitive
Every show cant be a benefit
We were kids in the crowd
Now were dogs in this war
We were wasps with new wings
Now were bugs in the jar
We were hot, soft and pure
Now were scratched up in scars
We were counting cards
Now we eat in our cars
The boys in the band
They know theyll never be stars
Back then they were quite convinced
Firing and (?)
The front row girls were posturing
We were all imagining
And man, we had some massive nights
Some bashes and some bloody fights
Back before those two kids died
编辑于2008/05/24更新

Cocaine Blues歌词

Bob Dylan

简介： 鲍勃·迪伦（Bob Dylan，1941年5月24日－），原名罗伯特·艾伦·齐默曼（Robert Allen Zimmerman），有重要影响力的美国唱作人，民谣歌手，音乐家，诗人，获2008年诺贝尔

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[ar:The Hold Steady]
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[00:02.00]The Hold Steady - Joke About Jamaica
[00:10.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:18.00]@ @
[00:26.00]
[00:27.52]They used to think it was so cute
[00:29.96]When she said \"Dyer Maker\"
[00:31.27]All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica
[00:34.68]Shed always find a ride back home from the bar
[00:38.98]
[00:40.09]She used to feel so stupid
[00:42.84]When theyd talk about the music
[00:44.65]Born into every single tune
[00:47.68]They used to hum against her lips
[00:50.02]With their hands on her hips
[00:51.28]They used to kiss in the car
[00:53.65]
[00:54.81]Dancing days, houses of the holy
[00:58.27]Hot-shot in the city in the middle of the prairie
[01:01.38]Floating with the boys, with all her charms
[01:07.90]At first the laugh, then the eyes
[01:10.21]Then the touch-em-on-the-arms
[01:11.61]And the drinks, theyd never seem to cost money
[01:14.58]And Saturday night was a runway
[01:17.78]That extended into Sunday
[01:19.62]And sometimes Monday
[01:22.54]
[01:23.70]Back then it was beautiful
[01:26.96]The boys were sweet and musical
[01:29.86]The laser lights looked mystical
[01:33.35]Messed up stuff felt magical
[01:36.98]Girls didnt seem so difficult
[01:40.24]Boys didnt seem so typical
[01:43.35]It was warm and white and wonderful
[01:46.76]We were all invincible
[01:50.55]
[02:01.20]Tired eyes, trampled under foot
[02:05.45]Dazed and confused
[02:07.23]C-C-C-C-Cocaine blues
[02:08.99]She hasnt got any eye contact tonight
[02:13.58]
[02:14.95]The boys are getting younger
[02:17.27]And the bands are getting louder
[02:18.94]And the new girls are coming up
[02:20.61]Like some white unopened flowers
[02:22.21]Shes pretty sure that thats where their power is
[02:27.80]
[02:28.72]Back then it was unified
[02:33.90]The punks, the skins, the greaser guys
[02:36.91]Then one summer, two kids died
[02:40.60]And one of them was crucified
[02:43.85]Now its so competitive
[02:47.31]The sleeplessness and sedatives
[02:50.10]I know it sounds repetitive
[02:53.62]Every show cant be a benefit
[02:56.36]
[03:47.82]We were kids in the crowd
[03:49.85]Now were dogs in this war
[03:51.56]We were wasps with new wings
[03:53.27]Now were bugs in the jar
[03:54.85]We were hot, soft and pure
[03:56.54]Now were scratched up in scars
[03:58.15]We were counting cards
[03:59.75]Now we eat in our cars
[04:01.39]The boys in the band
[04:02.94]They know theyll never be stars
[04:04.62]
[04:06.38]Back then they were quite convinced
[04:10.04]Firing and (?)
[04:13.21]The front row girls were posturing
[04:16.91]We were all imagining
[04:19.32]And man, we had some massive nights
[04:22.74]Some bashes and some bloody fights
[04:26.10]Back before those two kids died
[04:30.83]




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