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Obscurity Knocks
45,397
Rock
Obscurity Knocks 由 UMC (Universal Music Catalogue) 於 1990年6月25日發行,收錄於專輯《Cake》中
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專輯Cake
發行日期1990年6月25日
標籤UMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
語言English
旋律
原聲音質
Valence
節奏感
輕快
BPM111

積分

演出藝人
The Trash Can Sinatras
The Trash Can Sinatras
演出者
Francis Reader
Francis Reader
演唱
John Douglas
John Douglas
吉他
Paul Livingston
Paul Livingston
吉他
George McDaid
George McDaid
低音吉他
Stephen Douglas
Stephen Douglas
詞曲
Francis Reader
Francis Reader
詞曲創作
John Douglas
John Douglas
詞曲創作
Paul Livingston
Paul Livingston
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Roger Bechirian
Roger Bechirian
製作人
Tony Harris
Tony Harris
工程師
Peter Rose
Peter Rose
工程師
John Leckie
John Leckie
混音師

歌詞

Always at the foot of the photograph
That's me there, snug as a thug
In a mugshot pose, a foul mouthed rogue
Owner of this corner and not much more
Still these days I'm better placed
To get my just rewards
I'll pound out a tune and very soon
I'll have, too much to say but that stupid name
And though I ought to be learning I feel like a veteran
Of "Oh, I like your poetry but I hate your poems"
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
I've turned twenty one I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again
Rubbing shoulders with the sheets 'til two
Looking at my watch and I'm half past caring
In the lap of luxury it comes to me
Is this headboard hard? Am I a lap behind?
But to face doom, in a sock stenched room
All by myself
Is the kind of fate, I never contemplate
Lots of people would cry, though none spring to mind
And though I ought to be learning I feel like a veteran
Of "Oh, I like your poetry but I hate your poems"
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
I've turned twenty one I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again
Know what it's like to sigh at the sight
Of the first quarter of life, ever stopped to think
And found out, nothing was there?
They laugh to see such fun, I'm playing blind man's bluff
All by myself
And they're chanting a line from a nursery rhyme sayin'
"Ba-ba bleary eyes, have you any idea?"
Years of learning I must be a veteran
Of "Oh, I like your poetry but I hate your poems"
And the calendar's cluttered with days that are numbered
I've turned twenty one I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again
Ought to be learning, twist I'm bust and wrong again
Feel like a veteran, twist I'm bust and wrong again
Calendar's cluttered, with days that are numbered
And I know what it's like to sigh at the sight
Of the first quarter of life
But I know what it's like
Written by: Francis Reader, John Douglas, Paul Livingston
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