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Patti Smith
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1959
作词:Tony Shanahan、Patti Smith 作曲:Patti Smith、Tony Shanahan
Listen to my story. Got two tales to tell. One of fallen glory. One of vanity. The world's roof was raging, but we were looking fine; 'Cause we built that thing and it grew wings, in Nineteen-Fifty-Nine.
Wisdom was a teapot; Pouring from above. Desolation angels Served it up with Love. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Ignitin'[g strife]like every form of light, then moved by bold design, slid in that thing and it grew wings, in Nineteen-Fifty-Nine.
It was Blood, shining in the Sun; First: Freedom! Speeding the american claim: Freedom; Freedom; Freedom; Freedom!
China was the tempest; [And]Madness overflowed. [The]Lama was a young man, and [he]watched his world in flames. Taking Glory down by the edge of clouds; It was a cryin'[g]shame. Another lost horizon. Tibet the fallen star. Wisdom and compassion Crushed, in the land of Shangri-La. But in the land of the Impala, honey, well, we were lookin' Fine, 'cause we built that thing and it grew wings; In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. 'Cause we built that thing and it grew wings; In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine.
It was the best of times, it's [was]the worst of times; In 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959. It was the best of times; It was the worst of times. [In]Nineteen-Fifty-Nine.
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