Lirik Lagu Amsterdam - David Bowie
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
In the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who singsOf the dreams that he bringsFrom the wide open seaIn the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who sleepsWhile the river bank weepsTo the old willow tree
In the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who diesFull of beer, full of criesIn a drunken town fightIn the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who's bornOn a hot muggy mornBy the dawn's early light
In the port of AmsterdamWhere the sailors all meetThere's a sailor who eatsOnly fish heads and tailsAnd he'll show you his teethThat have rotted too soonThat can haul up the sailsThat can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cookWith his arms open wide"Hey, bring me more fishThrow it down by my side"And he wants so to belchBut he's too full to trySo he stands up and laughsAnd he zips up his fly
In the port of AmsterdamYou can see sailors dancePaunches bursting their pantsGrinding women to porchThey've forgotten the tuneThat their whiskey voice croakedSplitting the nightWith the roar of their jokesAnd they turn and they danceAnd they laugh and they lustTill the rancid sound of the accordion burstsAnd then out of the nightWith their pride in their pantsAnd the sluts that they towUnderneath the street lamps
In the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who drinksAnd he drinks and he drinksAnd he drinks once againHe'll drink to the healthOf the whores of AmsterdamWho've given their bodiesTo a thousand other menYeah, they've bargained their virtueTheir goodness all goneFor a few dirty coinsWell he just can't go onThrows his nose to the skyAnd he aims it up aboveAnd he pisses like I cryOn the unfaithful love
In the port of AmsterdamIn the port of Amsterdam
In the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who diesFull of beer, full of criesIn a drunken town fightIn the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who's bornOn a hot muggy mornBy the dawn's early light
In the port of AmsterdamWhere the sailors all meetThere's a sailor who eatsOnly fish heads and tailsAnd he'll show you his teethThat have rotted too soonThat can haul up the sailsThat can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cookWith his arms open wide"Hey, bring me more fishThrow it down by my side"And he wants so to belchBut he's too full to trySo he stands up and laughsAnd he zips up his fly
In the port of AmsterdamYou can see sailors dancePaunches bursting their pantsGrinding women to porchThey've forgotten the tuneThat their whiskey voice croakedSplitting the nightWith the roar of their jokesAnd they turn and they danceAnd they laugh and they lustTill the rancid sound of the accordion burstsAnd then out of the nightWith their pride in their pantsAnd the sluts that they towUnderneath the street lamps
In the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who drinksAnd he drinks and he drinksAnd he drinks once againHe'll drink to the healthOf the whores of AmsterdamWho've given their bodiesTo a thousand other menYeah, they've bargained their virtueTheir goodness all goneFor a few dirty coinsWell he just can't go onThrows his nose to the skyAnd he aims it up aboveAnd he pisses like I cryOn the unfaithful love
In the port of AmsterdamIn the port of Amsterdam
