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정식 데뷔곡은 이번 곡이라고 해도 될 것 같네요.
전 왠지 이런 류의 음악이 좋습니다.
감상해보세요.
You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep
To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams
맘에 드는 가사 한줄이 있었습니다. You think you`re loving but you don`t love me
덕분에 오늘 사직서 내고 나오는데 아주 큰 부담은 안느낍니다.
BBC 레이터 방송에서의 그녀의 노래를 들어주세요.
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little time
Promise me you won`t step outta line
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Please drop the past and be true
Don`t think we`re okay, just because I`m here
You hurt me bad but I won`t shed a tear
I`m leaving you for the last time baby
You think you`re loving but you don`t love me
I`ve been confused outta` my mind lately
You think you`re loving but I want to be free
Baby you`ve hurt me
When I get to Warwick Avenue
We`ll spend an hour, but no more than two
our only chance to speak once more
I showed you the answers, now here`s the door
When I get to warwick Avenue
I`ll tell you baby, that we`re through
I`m leaving you for the last time baby
you think you`re loving but you don`t love me
I`ve been confused outta` my mind lately
You think you`re loving but you don`t love me
I want to be free, baby you`ve hurt me
All the days spent together, I wished for better
But I didn`t want the train to come Now it`s departed
I`m broken hearted, seems like we never started
All the days spent together, when I wished for better
And I didn`t want the train to come
You think you`re loving but you don`t love me
I want to be free, baby you`ve hurt me
You don`t love me
I want to be free
Baby you`ve hurt me
So you've been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinking you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl
Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Bragging that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul
It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Brace yourself, my dear
It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife
You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you
Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son
What you need, my son
Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
Need a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot etc....
And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slum's got so much soul