LRC歌词
[ilingku:016]
[ver:v1.0]
[ti:Pop Song]
[ar:David Sylvian]
[al:Everything & Nothing]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.000]Pop Song - David Sylvian
[00:09.890]Written by:David Sylvian
[00:19.787]Behind the iron gates
[00:23.932]The shifts were worked in silence
[00:30.436]Each weekend beckoned like ulysses' sirens
[00:37.044]And as the words were few
[00:42.373]We'd listen to the radio
[00:48.788]It was loud and irritated me so
[00:54.533]I'll tell you I love you
[00:58.717]I'll tell you I love you
[01:02.613]Like my favourite pop song
[01:34.286]These promises won't keep
[01:39.556]Though every road begins and ends with you
[01:45.955]The fall still hurts the bruise still blue
[01:52.843]I'll paint you pictures of bright tomorrows
[01:59.587]But the money goes and the time goes too
[02:08.781]I'll tell you I love you
[02:13.038]I'll tell you I love you
[02:17.166]Like my favourite pop song
[02:26.286]I'll tell you I love you
[02:30.293]Like the stars above you
[02:34.503]Like my favourite pop song
[02:39.143]Favourite pop song
[02:51.999]Wild unwise trivialized untrue
[03:50.504]We squander these gifts
[03:54.606]Like another Sunday supplement
[04:00.759]They're just so much cash
[04:02.306]In the hands of the government
[04:09.818]I'll tell you I love you
[04:14.226]I'll tell you I love you
[04:18.330]Like my favourite pop song
[04:22.889]Favourite pop song
文本歌词
Pop Song - David Sylvian
Written by:David Sylvian
Behind the iron gates
The shifts were worked in silence
Each weekend beckoned like ulysses' sirens
And as the words were few
We'd listen to the radio
It was loud and irritated me so
I'll tell you I love you
I'll tell you I love you
Like my favourite pop song
These promises won't keep
Though every road begins and ends with you
The fall still hurts the bruise still blue
I'll paint you pictures of bright tomorrows
But the money goes and the time goes too
I'll tell you I love you
I'll tell you I love you
Like my favourite pop song
I'll tell you I love you
Like the stars above you
Like my favourite pop song
Favourite pop song
Wild unwise trivialized untrue
We squander these gifts
Like another Sunday supplement
They're just so much cash
In the hands of the government
I'll tell you I love you
I'll tell you I love you
Like my favourite pop song
Favourite pop song