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  • 作曲 : Nick Cave/Warren Ellis/Jim Sclavunos/Martyn P. Casey
    When I came up from out of the meat locker
    The city was gone
    The sky's full of lights
    The snow provides a silent cover
    In Moonland
    Under the stars
    Under the snow
    And I followed this car
    And I followed that car
    Through the sand
    Through the snow
    I turn on the radio
    I listen to the
    DJAnd it must feel nice
    It must feel nice to know
    That somebody needs you
    And everything moves slow
    Under the stars
    Under the ash
    And through the sand
    And the night drifts in
    The snow provides a silent cover
    And I'm not your favorite lover
    I, I turn on the radio
    And it must feel nice
    Well, very, very nice to know
    That somebody needs you
    And, and the chilly wind blows
    Under the snow
    Under the stars
    The whispering
    DJ on the radio
    Whispering
    DJ on the radio
    I'm not your favorite lover
    I'm not your favorite lover
    And it must feel nice
    To leave no trace, no trace at all
    But somebody needs you
    Oh, oh and that somebody is me, baby
    Under the stars
    Under the snow
    Your eyes were closed
    You were playing with the buttons on your coat
    Back of that car
    MoonlandUnder the stars
    In Moonland
    I followed that car
  • 作曲 : Nick Cave/Warren Ellis/Jim Sclavunos/Martyn P. Casey
    When I came up from out of the meat locker
    The city was gone
    The sky's full of lights
    The snow provides a silent cover
    In Moonland
    Under the stars
    Under the snow
    And I followed this car
    And I followed that car
    Through the sand
    Through the snow
    I turn on the radio
    I listen to the
    DJAnd it must feel nice
    It must feel nice to know
    That somebody needs you
    And everything moves slow
    Under the stars
    Under the ash
    And through the sand
    And the night drifts in
    The snow provides a silent cover
    And I'm not your favorite lover
    I, I turn on the radio
    And it must feel nice
    Well, very, very nice to know
    That somebody needs you
    And, and the chilly wind blows
    Under the snow
    Under the stars
    The whispering
    DJ on the radio
    Whispering
    DJ on the radio
    I'm not your favorite lover
    I'm not your favorite lover
    And it must feel nice
    To leave no trace, no trace at all
    But somebody needs you
    Oh, oh and that somebody is me, baby
    Under the stars
    Under the snow
    Your eyes were closed
    You were playing with the buttons on your coat
    Back of that car
    MoonlandUnder the stars
    In Moonland
    I followed that car