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人声采样部分节选自"Protection for miners"[Washington, D.C., April 3, 1947] By:John L. Lewis The United Mine Workers is a law abiding institution. It's not a revolutionary organization. It's against those who promote disobedience to law and hope to achiev

抑(おさ)えきれない想(おも)いや 人(ひと)が泣(な)いたり 惱(なや)んだりすることは 生(い)きてる証拠(しょうこ)だね 笑(わら)いたい奴(やつ)らには 笑(わら)わせておけばいいさ 僕(ぼく)らは風(かぜ)に吹(ふ)かれよう 感(かん)じ合(あ)えば すべてがわかる 言葉(ことば)はなくても 何度(なんど)もくじけそうになって ここまで来(き)たんだ Oh 今(いま) 僕(ぼく)らの心(こころ)はひとつになる 振(ふ)り向(む)けば いつも 君(きみ)がいたから ドア(Door)を開(

The View - Skag Trendy ★ Skag trendy thought he new just what to do, He was only seventeen and he was out screwing the brew, He thought that parents were too old and teachers told him what to do, He's master skag trendy 'n' he'd like to talk to you.

The View - The Don ★ Thinking of poems of poverty Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking how to gain authority Oh what a soft touch of a boy He'd wander with pride to sell and keep visions to his self Visions to his self We'd talk of treasures

渇いた叫び (嘶喊) 作詞:小松未歩 作曲:小松未歩 編曲:小澤正澄 歌:FIELD OF VIEW 编辑:stand このまま もう少(すこ)し 歩(ある)こう 肩(かた)を抱(た)き /就这样 肩搭肩的 再走一段路吧 消(き)えゆく夢(ゆめ)を数(かず)え 枯(か)れてく仲間(なかま)を見(み)た /数着消逝的梦想 看着逐渐凋零的老友 通(かよ)い慣(な)れた道(みち)に迷(まよ)い込(こ)むこのごろ /迷失在熟悉的街道中 这时 闇(やみ)が もう一人(ひとり)の 自分(じぶん)をつくる /

The View - Same Jeans ★ I've had the same jeans on for four days now I'm gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town Everybody's dressing up I'm dressing down Life's one big circle And it doesn't end When it ends Will you still be my friend? I'm no

Enjoy the View (Bonus Track) - David Choi I pick up some sand Watch it melt through my hands Falling on my feet Nearby ants on the ground Building bridges and towns So robust and neat So hard to believe Deep in my eyes Theres so much to wonder Even t

The candyman's complaining he can't get the blood off his hands He can't tell the difference between friends and powder fans Hooked on what they're given, so they just won't go away Gave them his umbrella, took it back on a rainy day Char De Ville's

The fire exit door has never agreed with me I'm never sure whether to push or pull The fire exit door has never agreed with me And leave me burning and I'm more the fool And oh the clock, the clock has no sympathy And oh the clock, the clock's had it