The Shins - Phantom Limb
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Frozen into coats,
White girls of the North,
Filed past one, five and one
They are the fabled lambs,
A Sunday ham,
The ancient snow.
And they could float above the grass,
In circles if they tried,
A latent power Im known to hide,
To keep some hope alive,
That a girl like I could ever try,
Could ever try.
So we just skirt the hallway signs,
A phantom and a fly,
Follow the lines and wonder why
Theres no connection.
And weakened falling eyes,
In cheap shots from the tribe,
And were often in Marcus’ porch again,
Another afternoon with the gold head tunes,
And pilfered booze.
We wandered through the mamas house,
And the milk from the window lights,
Family portrait circa ninety-five,
This is that foreign land,
With the sprayed on tans,
And it all feels fine,
Beats circus slime,
So, when they tap our mundane heads,
To zombie-walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And well no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
So, when they tap our sunday heads,
To zombie-walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And well no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
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编辑于2008/05/24更新

Limb From Limb歌词

Motorhead[摩托头乐队]

简介： 始终位于英国重金属复兴运动前列的 摩托党 ，在70年代后期重金属音乐顶峰时期成为引人注目的对象，在长相丑陋令人望而生畏的贝司手兼歌手莱米（LEMMY真名伊恩.基尔明斯特IAN KILMINSTES，1

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[00:02.00]The Shins - Phantom Limb
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[00:05.08]Frozen into coats,
[00:07.06]White girls of the North,
[00:10.90]Filed past one, five and one
[00:15.71]They are the fabled lambs,
[00:20.34]A Sunday ham,
[00:21.93]The ancient snow.
[00:25.47]And they could float above the grass,
[00:28.71]In circles if they tried,
[00:31.90]A latent power Im known to hide,
[00:35.77]To keep some hope alive,
[00:39.87]That a girl like I could ever try,
[00:43.50]Could ever try.
[00:49.94]So we just skirt the hallway signs,
[00:55.38]A phantom and a fly,
[00:57.28]Follow the lines and wonder why
[01:02.50]Theres no connection.
[01:06.19]And weakened falling eyes,
[01:08.72]In cheap shots from the tribe,
[01:12.06]And were often in Marcus’ porch again,
[01:17.66]Another afternoon with the gold head tunes,
[01:23.97]And pilfered booze.
[01:27.97]We wandered through the mamas house,
[01:30.44]And the milk from the window lights,
[01:33.91]Family portrait circa ninety-five,
[01:37.57]This is that foreign land,
[01:42.16]With the sprayed on tans,
[01:44.16]And it all feels fine,
[01:46.19]Beats circus slime,
[01:51.06]So, when they tap our mundane heads,
[01:57.54]To zombie-walk in our stead,
[01:59.97]This town seems hardly worth our time,
[02:04.57]And well no longer memorize or rhyme,
[02:13.72]Too far along in our climb,
[02:16.00]Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
[02:20.63]With no connection.
[02:24.57]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[02:30.04]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[02:38.33]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[02:47.47]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[02:55.73]So, when they tap our sunday heads,
[03:01.38]To zombie-walk in our stead,
[03:03.88]This town seems hardly worth our time,
[03:09.10]And well no longer memorize or rhyme,
[03:14.34]Too far along in our climb,
[03:17.31]Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
[03:25.40]With no connection.
[03:29.30]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:39.39]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:43.97]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:54.45]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[04:00.89]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[04:08.20]Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
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