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  • 作曲 : McKay
    Wake up in a small cafe
    Sweat shop in the sunshine
    Set sail and you're far away
    Never using force
    Cold coffee or cabaret
    Break up in a daydream
    Shoe drops and you're bound to pay
    Gotta stay the course
    You just wanna get, you don't wanna give
    You may forget, but you'll never forgive
    And what is the point of living that living
    They're stealing your cup of
    JoeIt's a slick sham, hot damn
    You wind up in a toe jam
    You better scram fast,
    SamThe quicksand's getting close
    OohI say it again if you will
    OohHave you got the nerve
    To give it up at the beginning?
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)
    My time was a miracle
    Insipid and satirical, magical and lyrical
    The twists and the fists
    Of a Christmas invitation
    Crisp and informational
    It seemed like a good idea at the time
    Why cry, Mr.
    Magpie?I spy a cold fire
    Feet, I mean seat,
    I mean, freedom ain't cheap
    I mean the first test address
    No such thing as a good press
    The best dressed you're messing with are
    Washington
    D.C.OohI say it again if you will
    OohHave you got the nerve
    To give it up at the beginning?
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)
  • 作曲 : McKay
    Wake up in a small cafe
    Sweat shop in the sunshine
    Set sail and you're far away
    Never using force
    Cold coffee or cabaret
    Break up in a daydream
    Shoe drops and you're bound to pay
    Gotta stay the course
    You just wanna get, you don't wanna give
    You may forget, but you'll never forgive
    And what is the point of living that living
    They're stealing your cup of
    JoeIt's a slick sham, hot damn
    You wind up in a toe jam
    You better scram fast,
    SamThe quicksand's getting close
    OohI say it again if you will
    OohHave you got the nerve
    To give it up at the beginning?
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)
    My time was a miracle
    Insipid and satirical, magical and lyrical
    The twists and the fists
    Of a Christmas invitation
    Crisp and informational
    It seemed like a good idea at the time
    Why cry, Mr.
    Magpie?I spy a cold fire
    Feet, I mean seat,
    I mean, freedom ain't cheap
    I mean the first test address
    No such thing as a good press
    The best dressed you're messing with are
    Washington
    D.C.OohI say it again if you will
    OohHave you got the nerve
    To give it up at the beginning?
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)
    And does it hurt you?(Does it hurt you?)