Led Zeppelin[齐柏林飞艇]_Trampled Under Foot歌词 Trampled Under FootLRC歌词

[ti:Joke About Jamaica]\r
[ar:The Hold Steady]\r
[al:Stay Positive]\r
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[00:02.00]The Hold Steady - Joke About Jamaica\r
[00:10.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang\r
[00:18.00]@ @\r
[00:26.00]\r
[00:27.52]They used to think it was so cute\r
[00:29.96]When she said \"Dyer Maker\"\r
[00:31.27]All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica\r
[00:34.68]Shed always find a ride back home from the bar\r
[00:38.98]\r
[00:40.09]She used to feel so stupid\r
[00:42.84]When theyd talk about the music\r
[00:44.65]Born into every single tune\r
[00:47.68]They used to hum against her lips\r
[00:50.02]With their hands on her hips\r
[00:51.28]They used to kiss in the car\r
[00:53.65]\r
[00:54.81]Dancing days, houses of the holy\r
[00:58.27]Hot-shot in the city in the middle of the prairie\r
[01:01.38]Floating with the boys, with all her charms\r
[01:07.90]At first the laugh, then the eyes\r
[01:10.21]Then the touch-em-on-the-arms\r
[01:11.61]And the drinks, theyd never seem to cost money\r
[01:14.58]And Saturday night was a runway\r
[01:17.78]That extended into Sunday\r
[01:19.62]And sometimes Monday\r
[01:22.54]\r
[01:23.70]Back then it was beautiful\r
[01:26.96]The boys were sweet and musical\r
[01:29.86]The laser lights looked mystical\r
[01:33.35]Messed up stuff felt magical\r
[01:36.98]Girls didnt seem so difficult\r
[01:40.24]Boys didnt seem so typical\r
[01:43.35]It was warm and white and wonderful\r
[01:46.76]We were all invincible\r
[01:50.55]\r
[02:01.20]Tired eyes, trampled under foot\r
[02:05.45]Dazed and confused\r
[02:07.23]C-C-C-C-******e blues\r
[02:08.99]She hasnt got any eye contact tonight\r
[02:13.58]\r
[02:14.95]The boys are getting younger\r
[02:17.27]And the bands are getting louder\r
[02:18.94]And the new girls are coming up\r
[02:20.61]Like some white unopened flowers\r
[02:22.21]Shes pretty sure that thats where their power is\r
[02:27.80]\r
[02:28.72]Back then it was unified\r
[02:33.90]The punks, the skins, the greaser guys\r
[02:36.91]Then one summer, two kids died\r
[02:40.60]And one of them was crucified\r
[02:43.85]Now its so competitive\r
[02:47.31]The sleeplessness and sedatives\r
[02:50.10]I know it sounds repetitive\r
[02:53.62]Every show cant be a benefit\r
[02:56.36]\r
[03:47.82]We were kids in the crowd\r
[03:49.85]Now were dogs in this war\r
[03:51.56]We were wasps with new wings\r
[03:53.27]Now were bugs in the jar\r
[03:54.85]We were hot, soft and pure\r
[03:56.54]Now were scratched up in scars\r
[03:58.15]We were counting cards\r
[03:59.75]Now we eat in our cars\r
[04:01.39]The boys in the band\r
[04:02.94]They know theyll never be stars\r
[04:04.62]\r
[04:06.38]Back then they were quite convinced\r
[04:10.04]Firing and (?)\r
[04:13.21]The front row girls were posturing\r
[04:16.91]We were all imagining\r
[04:19.32]And man, we had some massive nights\r
[04:22.74]Some bashes and some bloody fights\r
[04:26.10]Back before those two kids died\r
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