High Road文本歌词
Up to this creek they come to meet
Where they done days by the summer heat
The sun is always in their eyes
They hold their glasses like they'd rise
On a clouded fair and gin they dine
They're always losing track of time
All sloppy men grow paradise
They import everything that's nice
Comfort is all what really heard
Beaches are transient, they look
Lover, too many to quote
But better times they never show
By now the dreams have all been dreamt
All of the money has been spent
The crashing surf upon the ground
They know I never hear this sound
Our life of middling at best
Put that pro-touch-up to a rest
Was either choice, they do not know
That better times they never showed
Paradise is all around
But happiness is never found
Paradise is all around
But happiness is never found
编辑于2023/12/22更新
Where they done days by the summer heat
The sun is always in their eyes
They hold their glasses like they'd rise
On a clouded fair and gin they dine
They're always losing track of time
All sloppy men grow paradise
They import everything that's nice
Comfort is all what really heard
Beaches are transient, they look
Lover, too many to quote
But better times they never show
By now the dreams have all been dreamt
All of the money has been spent
The crashing surf upon the ground
They know I never hear this sound
Our life of middling at best
Put that pro-touch-up to a rest
Was either choice, they do not know
That better times they never showed
Paradise is all around
But happiness is never found
Paradise is all around
But happiness is never found
编辑于2023/12/22更新
High RoadLRC歌词
[00:18.62]Up to this creek they come to meet
[00:21.99]Where they done days by the summer heat
[00:25.90]The sun is always in their eyes
[00:29.48]They hold their glasses like they'd rise
[00:32.95]On a clouded fair and gin they dine
[00:36.50]They're always losing track of time
[00:40.40]All sloppy men grow paradise
[00:44.04]They import everything that's nice
[00:47.47]Comfort is all what really heard
[00:51.10]Beaches are transient, they look
[00:55.08]Lover, too many to quote
[00:58.51]But better times they never show
[01:31.40]By now the dreams have all been dreamt
[01:34.43]All of the money has been spent
[01:38.30]The crashing surf upon the ground
[01:41.95]They know I never hear this sound
[01:45.43]Our life of middling at best
[01:48.86]Put that pro-touch-up to a rest
[01:52.81]Was either choice, they do not know
[01:56.37]That better times they never showed
[02:13.95]Paradise is all around
[02:17.40]But happiness is never found
[02:20.92]Paradise is all around
[02:24.38]But happiness is never found