作词 : Jason Collett 作曲 : Jason Collett Dance, locust, dance. The prophets shrug their shoulders as Calamity's child lost her head In the bell of the trumpet's blast. I know you just want to be on fire. Jam, radio, jam. Power to the pirate stations, Broadcasting up through the flowery cracks in the pavement. I know you just want to be on fire. The good morning comes like a hit and run With a marmalade sun for everyone. I know you just want to be on fire. Staring at the sun will only make you blind, But a fiery glimpse is all you need sometimes.
作词 : Jason Collett 作曲 : Jason Collett Dance, locust, dance. The prophets shrug their shoulders as Calamity's child lost her head In the bell of the trumpet's blast. I know you just want to be on fire. Jam, radio, jam. Power to the pirate stations, Broadcasting up through the flowery cracks in the pavement. I know you just want to be on fire. The good morning comes like a hit and run With a marmalade sun for everyone. I know you just want to be on fire. Staring at the sun will only make you blind, But a fiery glimpse is all you need sometimes.
