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  • 作曲 : David Bowie
    The return of the Thin White Duke
    Throwing darts in lovers' eyes
    Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff
    From where dreams are woven
    Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle
    Here am I, fla*******ng no colour
    Tall in this room overlooking the ocean
    Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkhuth
    There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station
    The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
    The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
    The return of the Thin White Duke, making sure white stains
    Once there were mountains on mountains
    And once there were sunbirds to soar with
    And once I could never be down
    Got to keep searching and searching
    Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love?
    Wonderful, wonder who, wonder when
    Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy?
    Drink to the men who protect you and I
    Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high
    TWO TIMES:
    It's not the side-effects of the *******
    I'm thinking that it must be love
    It's too late - to be grateful
    It's too late - to be late again
    It's too late - to be hateful
    The european cannon is here
    I must be only one in a million
    I won't let the day pass without her
    It's too late - to be grateful
    It's too late - to be late again
    It's too late - to be hateful
    The european cannon is here
    Should I believe that I've been stricken?
    Does my face show some kind of glow?
    It's too late - to be grateful
    It's too late - to be late again
    It's too late - to be hateful
    The european cannon is here, yes it's here
    It's too late
    It's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late
    The european cannon is here
  • 作曲 : David Bowie
    The return of the Thin White Duke
    Throwing darts in lovers' eyes
    Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff
    From where dreams are woven
    Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle
    Here am I, fla*******ng no colour
    Tall in this room overlooking the ocean
    Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkhuth
    There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station
    The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
    The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
    The return of the Thin White Duke, making sure white stains
    Once there were mountains on mountains
    And once there were sunbirds to soar with
    And once I could never be down
    Got to keep searching and searching
    Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love?
    Wonderful, wonder who, wonder when
    Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy?
    Drink to the men who protect you and I
    Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high
    TWO TIMES:
    It's not the side-effects of the *******
    I'm thinking that it must be love
    It's too late - to be grateful
    It's too late - to be late again
    It's too late - to be hateful
    The european cannon is here
    I must be only one in a million
    I won't let the day pass without her
    It's too late - to be grateful
    It's too late - to be late again
    It's too late - to be hateful
    The european cannon is here
    Should I believe that I've been stricken?
    Does my face show some kind of glow?
    It's too late - to be grateful
    It's too late - to be late again
    It's too late - to be hateful
    The european cannon is here, yes it's here
    It's too late
    It's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late
    The european cannon is here