Lirik Lagu Sucker for Mystery - Oingo Boingo
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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.
And I've always been a sucker for mysteryAnd I've always been a sucker for mysteryAnd I've always been a sucker for mysteryAnd I've always been a sucker for mystery
So I turn to the left and I turn to the rightBut none of the answers are in sightSo I made a mistake maybe once or twiceAnd I can't even get to paradiseAnd a priest came up to me and touched my faceHe said terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeNo demon, no man has got a clueBut surely son, the end will turn out right for you'Cause I've always been a sucker for mysteryAnd I've always been a sucker for mystery
There's a little boy walking up the stairsThrough a dark hallway that leads nowhereHe comes to a door but he's afraid to knockAnd he bends down low and peers throught the lockAnd there's a tall man standing with a glistening knifeAnd he's stooping over something that has no lifeWith stifled tears he starts to turn awayBut a strange little voice seems to whisper"Stay!"He's always been a sucker for mysteryAnd he's always been...
(Chorus)I don't want to say good byeI want to give it one more tryI don't want to say good byeI want to give it one more try
Won't somebody helpWon't somebody helpI'm all alone now with nothing to doAnd I'm all dressed up with nowhere to goAnd I'm stuck with two tickets to an awful showAnd my mouth's full of words but I've got nothing to sayAnd I've been sitting in front of the TV set all dayAnd my head's in a vice and it won't let upAnd my feet won't move and if that ain't enoughThe telephone rings... "Hello!"
I've seen children with such angry facesWhen you look in their eyes, it makes you want to cryThere's a time and a place for everythingThere's a time and a place for everything
Now it doesn't seem fairBut who cares they're someone else'sAs long as they don't come close to mineThere's a time and a place for everythingThere's a time and a place for everything
So we packed our bags and went back to the hotelIn back of the squalor and the living hellAnd they sell you this and they sell you thatThey sell you their sister for a buck and a halfSuch terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeAnd people disappear without a traceAnd I've always been a sucker for mysteryAnd I've always been...
Well the mystery that intrigues me the mostIs the one that makes men give up hopeThe pride and the search for even little thingsThat might give a meaning, or even a hintCause how can a free man not have hopeWhen he hasn't even reached the end of his rope
I don't want to say good byeI want to give it one more tryI don't want to close the gateI still think that it's not too lateI know when I reach the endI want to start all over again
And I've always been a sucker for mystery...
So I turn to the left and I turn to the rightBut none of the answers are in sightSo I made a mistake maybe once or twiceAnd I can't even get to paradiseAnd a priest came up to me and touched my faceHe said terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeNo demon, no man has got a clueBut surely son, the end will turn out right for you'Cause I've always been a sucker for mysteryAnd I've always been a sucker for mystery
There's a little boy walking up the stairsThrough a dark hallway that leads nowhereHe comes to a door but he's afraid to knockAnd he bends down low and peers throught the lockAnd there's a tall man standing with a glistening knifeAnd he's stooping over something that has no lifeWith stifled tears he starts to turn awayBut a strange little voice seems to whisper"Stay!"He's always been a sucker for mysteryAnd he's always been...
(Chorus)I don't want to say good byeI want to give it one more tryI don't want to say good byeI want to give it one more try
Won't somebody helpWon't somebody helpI'm all alone now with nothing to doAnd I'm all dressed up with nowhere to goAnd I'm stuck with two tickets to an awful showAnd my mouth's full of words but I've got nothing to sayAnd I've been sitting in front of the TV set all dayAnd my head's in a vice and it won't let upAnd my feet won't move and if that ain't enoughThe telephone rings... "Hello!"
I've seen children with such angry facesWhen you look in their eyes, it makes you want to cryThere's a time and a place for everythingThere's a time and a place for everything
Now it doesn't seem fairBut who cares they're someone else'sAs long as they don't come close to mineThere's a time and a place for everythingThere's a time and a place for everything
So we packed our bags and went back to the hotelIn back of the squalor and the living hellAnd they sell you this and they sell you thatThey sell you their sister for a buck and a halfSuch terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeSuch terrible things happen round this placeAnd people disappear without a traceAnd I've always been a sucker for mysteryAnd I've always been...
Well the mystery that intrigues me the mostIs the one that makes men give up hopeThe pride and the search for even little thingsThat might give a meaning, or even a hintCause how can a free man not have hopeWhen he hasn't even reached the end of his rope
I don't want to say good byeI want to give it one more tryI don't want to close the gateI still think that it's not too lateI know when I reach the endI want to start all over again
And I've always been a sucker for mystery...
