LRC歌词
Every inch of my earnings Like gasolene
I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine
Bluffing. Tabloids off-the-cuffing. The status quo is rough and
You can hear the huffing and puffing Of the public, Who keep stiff in the top lip - Heading straight for their coffin.
The same recession is rolling And rolling.
The city is catching a light And The governments raising the prices
How am I gonna sleep tight Caught in a quarter-life crisis
London's Burning Every inch of my earnings Like gasolene.
I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine.
It's a farce how mum and dad Are asking after me like they don't know.
Like they don't hear the desperate woes Peppered throughout the melodies wrote In every stanza, every note, In every line, in every poem.
I'm tryna reach nirvana, I wanna be a part of:
Something real with daily meals, no daily mail, no daily pills - I don't ask for much. Paying bills, I start to feel like a 9-5 ain't working hard enough.
Like a preachers word ain't psalm enough, Like a surgeons hand ain't calm enough, Like a Harvard grad ain't smart enough, And he laughs it off.
The city is catching a light And The governments raising the prices
How am I gonna sleep tight Caught in a quarter-life crisis
London's Burning Every inch of my earnings Like gasolene.
I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine.
I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine
Bluffing. Tabloids off-the-cuffing. The status quo is rough and
You can hear the huffing and puffing Of the public, Who keep stiff in the top lip - Heading straight for their coffin.
The same recession is rolling And rolling.
The city is catching a light And The governments raising the prices
How am I gonna sleep tight Caught in a quarter-life crisis
London's Burning Every inch of my earnings Like gasolene.
I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine.
It's a farce how mum and dad Are asking after me like they don't know.
Like they don't hear the desperate woes Peppered throughout the melodies wrote In every stanza, every note, In every line, in every poem.
I'm tryna reach nirvana, I wanna be a part of:
Something real with daily meals, no daily mail, no daily pills - I don't ask for much. Paying bills, I start to feel like a 9-5 ain't working hard enough.
Like a preachers word ain't psalm enough, Like a surgeons hand ain't calm enough, Like a Harvard grad ain't smart enough, And he laughs it off.
The city is catching a light And The governments raising the prices
How am I gonna sleep tight Caught in a quarter-life crisis
London's Burning Every inch of my earnings Like gasolene.
I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine.
文本歌词
Every inch of my earnings Like gasoleneI'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machineBluffing. Tabloids off-the-cuffing. The status quo is rough andYou can hear the huffing and puffing Of the public, Who keep stiff in the top lip - Heading straight for their coffin.The same recession is rolling And rolling.The city is catching a light And The governments raising the pricesHow am I gonna sleep tight Caught in a quarter-life crisisLondon's Burning Every inch of my earnings Like gasolene.I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine.It's a farce how mum and dad Are asking after me like they don't know.Like they don't hear the desperate woes Peppered throughout the melodies wrote In every stanza, every note, In every line, in every poem.I'm tryna reach nirvana, I wanna be a part of:Something real with daily meals, no daily mail, no daily pills - I don't ask for much. Paying bills, I start to feel like a 9-5 ain't working hard enough.Like a preachers word ain't psalm enough, Like a surgeons hand ain't calm enough, Like a Harvard grad ain't smart enough, And he laughs it off.The city is catching a light And The governments raising the pricesHow am I gonna sleep tight Caught in a quarter-life crisisLondon's Burning Every inch of my earnings Like gasolene.I'm a cog that's turning I'm a pipe that's bursting In this old machine.
