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  • 作词 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    作曲 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    Me and Lazarus, we shovel all the ashes out
    Black bare linens blowing 'round
    Back and forth and up and down
    oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go

    Me and Lazarus kept bailing on the riverboat
    Floating by the choir rose
    Bobbing in the ebb and flow
    oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go

    He's an emancipated punk and he can dance
    But he's got a hole in the pocket of his pants
    Must be a symptom of outstanding circumstances
    Woah
    Me and Lazarus, we fiddle with a baby spoon
    Fever flowing through the room
    Far too long and way too soon
    oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go

    Me and Lazarus, we pick up papa's white boy blues
    Hand-me downs and Sunday shoes
    Never made the local news
    oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go

    And I'm a liberated loser that can roll
    But where my pocket was I'm peeking through a hole
    A couple second-chances surely would console me
    Woah
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    [00:26.47]Me and Lazarus, we shovel all the ashes out
    [00:30.85]Black bare linens blowing 'round
    [00:33.53]Back and forth and up and down
    [00:36.53]oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go
    [00:45.33]
    [00:54.33]Me and Lazarus kept bailing on the riverboat
    [00:58.71]Floating by the choir rose
    [01:01.27]Bobbing in the ebb and flow
    [01:04.08]oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go
    [01:11.71]
    [01:16.27]He's an emancipated punk and he can dance
    [01:21.21]But he's got a hole in the pocket of his pants
    [01:28.35]Must be a symptom of outstanding circumstances
    [01:31.72]Woah
    [01:47.36]Me and Lazarus, we fiddle with a baby spoon
    [01:51.17]Fever flowing through the room
    [01:53.74]Far too long and way too soon
    [01:56.67]oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go
    [02:04.71]
    [02:14.45]Me and Lazarus, we pick up papa's white boy blues
    [02:18.45]Hand-me downs and Sunday shoes
    [02:21.71]Never made the local news
    [02:24.14]oh oh woah, guess I had nowhere else to go
    [02:32.84]
    [02:35.47]And I'm a liberated loser that can roll
    [02:40.81]But where my pocket was I'm peeking through a hole
    [02:46.53]A couple second-chances surely would console me
    [02:51.41]Woah