lrcgc.com 制作 Album:Overtones Just Jack-Lost Picture this 2.30 on the hottest night in June He awakes for no reason and checks his watch by the moon And his mouth feels as dry as his eyes as he struggles to rise And stops to contemplate his wife’s thighs as he does up his flies He finds his slippers where he left them under the chair behind the 2 cups and an old copy of marie claire He switches the on the coffee machine that of course works like a dream catches sight of his reflection in the silver surface sheen And It’s a face he knows well although it should look less abused With all these moisturisers and the skin products he’s used As he moves through the kitchen, his homage to brushed steel Across the new pine flooring that’s plastic but looks real Past the plasma 点击下载LRC歌词
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[ti:Lost] [ar:Just Jack] [al:Overtones] [by: ] [04:50.09][00:12.62]lrcgc.com 制作 [04:38.29][00:06.83]Album:Overtones [04:32.35][00:01.10]Just Jack-Lost [04:56.36][00:18.31][00:00.60] [00:21.67]Picture this 2.30 [00:23.12]on the hottest night in June [00:24.68]He awakes for no reason [00:26.24]and checks his watch by the moon [00:28.07]And his mouth feels as dry as [00:29.88]his eyes as he struggles to rise [00:31.69]And stops to contemplate [00:32.67]his wife’s thighs as he does up his flies [00:35.10]He finds his slippers [00:36.30]where he left them under the chair [00:37.70]behind the 2 cups [00:39.50]and an old copy of marie claire [00:41.29]He switches the on the coffee machine [00:42.89]that of course works like a dream [00:44.51]catches sight of his reflection [00:46.13]in the silver surface sheen [00:47.81]And It’s a face he knows well [00:49.40]although it should look less abused [00:51.06]With all these moisturisers [00:52.74]and the skin products he’s used [00:54.36]As he moves through the kitchen, [00:55.83]his homage to brushed steel [00:57.61]Across the new pine flooring [00:59.16]that’s plastic but looks real [01:00.78]Past the plasma with the widescreen [01:02.61]and the cinema surround sound [01:04.26]And he stops on his favourite [01:05.68]spot by the window and looks down [01:07.49]On the orange lit street [01:08.86]at the edge of the private car park [01:10.58]Where his Audi TT is waiting safely in the dark [01:13.96] [01:20.64]Keeping it all inside of you [01:27.13]Something will have to give [01:33.82]And if you could you’ll take it back [01:40.34]But you lose your way in the way you live [01:46.19] [01:59.80]Now he can hear wind chimes [02:01.18]tinkling out on the balcony [02:03.30]And his phone beeping out a text message [02:05.09]in the same key [02:06.80]He checks it and it’s Jill [02:08.46]who used to be his secretary [02:09.85]Before they started an affair [02:11.41]and things began to get really scary [02:13.72]Now his wife Mary is getting weary of his lies [02:16.91]Like she’s read the whole [02:18.61]sordid story in his eyes [02:20.11]It doesn’t help that [02:21.58]Jill’s now saying that she’s 2 weeks late [02:23.69]His mental state is really [02:25.06]starting to deteriorate [02:26.96] [02:27.14]He never knew how he got so out of his depth [02:29.72]Or why he’s broken more than [02:31.37]all these promises kept [02:32.97]And it’s been ages since he slept [02:35.73]Properly, his sleeps now broken [02:37.86]by these dreams of extra-marital activity [02:39.85]Trying to recapture the rapture [02:42.19]that he used to get from his material possessions [02:44.50]And endless retail therapy sessions [02:46.51]Shoulda listened to what his dad said before he died [02:49.82]The best things in life [02:51.33]are the ones you can’t buy son [02:53.19] [02:53.43]Keeping it all inside of you [02:59.09]Something will have to give [03:05.75]Wish you could buy a ticket back [03:12.30]But you lose your way in the way you live [03:18.72] [03:19.10]He used to feel so safe up here [03:20.62]in his shrine to Ikea [03:22.21]Away from the shouts and the louts [03:23.66]and the girls with the over-painted pouts [03:25.73]And the queers and the dykes [03:27.17]and the kids in their box-fresh Nikes [03:28.70]Delivering rocks to the house [03:29.91]across the street on rusty mountain bikes [03:32.16] [03:33.87]Aah aah [03:45.25] [03:45.49]He used to feel so safe up here [03:47.10]in his shrine to Ikea [03:48.43]Away from the shouts and the louts [03:49.93]and the girls with the over-painted pouts [03:52.28]And the queers and the dykes [03:53.36]and the kids in their box-fresh Nikes [03:54.98]Delivering rocks to the house [03:56.39]across the street on rusty mountain bikes [03:58.47] [04:00.00]Aah aah [04:30.58] http://提供
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