Lirik Lagu Put a Penny in the Slot - Fionn Regan
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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.
I apologise,seem to have arrived,On what items in my bag from your house.There's cutlery,a tablecloth, some Hennessy,And a book on Presidents deceased.I'll have them fed-exed to you,It was a strange thing to do,I hope we can still be friends.Ah, it was not me,but someone else, you see,Twisting the steering reins.
Put a penny in the slot and make anartificial li-ii-iight shine,Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.
I don't give advise,But be wise and think twice,Before getting involved in a game.Where the minorityFace the majority,Who are faceless and born without names.Was it knock synch whenwe came across three men,They had church candles wrapped in newspaper.I bought two from them,And I'll lit one for you,I hope the message made it's way down the wire.
Put a penny in the slot and make anartificial li-ii-iight shine,Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.
The soul of a dog,he's alive and not goneTo the farm like the others said.A Rhodesian richback,Off the beaten track,In a furniture shop down on the quays.For the lonliness you foster,I suggest Paul Oster,A book called Timbuktu.
Put a penny in the slot and watch theDrunken sailor boy dance.She will not let you beHer lov-ver.She goes out looking forThe taxi.Her phone is ringing straight toMessage-minder.Send out a battalion toFind her.
Put a penny in the slot and count theSwans through a te-elescope.I can't help from cryin'I wish you were mine.
When I was seventeen,I followed my dream,Up into a high-rise block.The adventures of Augie March,By Saul Bel-low,Was all I had for company.At night time I'd lieIn Beckingham pike,With tears like flashbulbs.And recall my treasure-Searching days,In the rock pools as a kid.
To the remains ofThe cherub plains,Or around the bonfire in Nailors’ cove.Good company and griefSit like a dark leaf,Sits beside a singing nett-le.
Put a penny in the slot and make anartificial li-ii-iight shi-iine,Leave go-ooo. My golden arm
Put a penny in the slot and make anartificial li-ii-iight shine,Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.
I don't give advise,But be wise and think twice,Before getting involved in a game.Where the minorityFace the majority,Who are faceless and born without names.Was it knock synch whenwe came across three men,They had church candles wrapped in newspaper.I bought two from them,And I'll lit one for you,I hope the message made it's way down the wire.
Put a penny in the slot and make anartificial li-ii-iight shine,Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.
The soul of a dog,he's alive and not goneTo the farm like the others said.A Rhodesian richback,Off the beaten track,In a furniture shop down on the quays.For the lonliness you foster,I suggest Paul Oster,A book called Timbuktu.
Put a penny in the slot and watch theDrunken sailor boy dance.She will not let you beHer lov-ver.She goes out looking forThe taxi.Her phone is ringing straight toMessage-minder.Send out a battalion toFind her.
Put a penny in the slot and count theSwans through a te-elescope.I can't help from cryin'I wish you were mine.
When I was seventeen,I followed my dream,Up into a high-rise block.The adventures of Augie March,By Saul Bel-low,Was all I had for company.At night time I'd lieIn Beckingham pike,With tears like flashbulbs.And recall my treasure-Searching days,In the rock pools as a kid.
To the remains ofThe cherub plains,Or around the bonfire in Nailors’ cove.Good company and griefSit like a dark leaf,Sits beside a singing nett-le.
Put a penny in the slot and make anartificial li-ii-iight shi-iine,Leave go-ooo. My golden arm
