ログイン  | 新規登録
歌詞投稿コミュニティ「プチリリ」

TOP > 歌詞 > Surveyors And Cranes
Surveyors And Cranes

アーティスト:Bob Mould  アルバム:Body Of Song 

  • お気に入り登録




Surveyors and cranes And all that remains is a creek where The water runs away when the rain begins to fall A golden retreat An idyllic surrounding, Mother's gone mad From the ennui of parking in the same spot every day Suburbanites know there's no turning back They fell for the siren song of Compilations heavy in rotation at the mall Another Old Navy A few less trees, I guess it's not wrong to want Your own little piece of the American dream I'm driving a vehicle Bigger than my father's Oldsmobile At least 30 miles each way Passing by surveyors and cranes I wonder out loud: When will this traffic die down?


投稿者: PetitLyrics
プチリリ再生回数:5





日本語English

利用規約プライバシーポリシー許諾情報運営会社お問い合わせヘルプ
© 2024 SyncPower Corporation


Page
Top