Lirik On The Streets I Ran - Morrissey
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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 Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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.
Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into popular song
Streets of wet black holes
On roads you can never know
You never have been but they always have you
Till the day that you croak
It's no joke
Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
Oh forgive me on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into unpopular song
And all these streets can do
Is to claim to know the real you
And warn if you don't leave you will kill or be killed
Which isn't very nice
Here everybody's friendly
But nobody's friends
Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be
And when the palmist said
"One Thursday you will be dead"
I said: "No, not me, this cannot be
Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone
The stillborn
The newborn
The infirm
Take anyone
Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Just spare me!"
At me from the glass and lurches
Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into popular song
Streets of wet black holes
On roads you can never know
You never have been but they always have you
Till the day that you croak
It's no joke
Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
Oh forgive me on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into unpopular song
And all these streets can do
Is to claim to know the real you
And warn if you don't leave you will kill or be killed
Which isn't very nice
Here everybody's friendly
But nobody's friends
Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be
And when the palmist said
"One Thursday you will be dead"
I said: "No, not me, this cannot be
Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone
The stillborn
The newborn
The infirm
Take anyone
Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Just spare me!"