Lirik Lagu Euromad - T Bone Burnett
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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.
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- 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 went Euromad out on the road last fallBetween the roman churches and the German music hallsWere it not for Mr. Gordon and his fine distilleryI might not have got this far it would be all the same to me
I started in Bologna when I stepped between the lightsI thought I'd lost my charisma my life flashed between my eyesThe communists rejected me I didn't fit their planAnd anyway I must assume there anti American
It might have been Geneva in a darkened discothequeAnd though I met Sophia I still got it in the neckA journalist he spied on me like I always knew they wouldHe wrote me off like a business trip I felt deeply misunderstood
Or maybe it was Paris' blazing dignity and prideIt's a city full of heiresses where I very nearly diedI woke up in the circus with a whistling in my earsI'm ready for the antidote can you tell me what it is?
I went Euromad out on the road last fallBetween the roman churches and the German music hallsWere it not for Mr. Gordon and his fine distilleryI might have never made it through this Euromisery
I started in Bologna when I stepped between the lightsI thought I'd lost my charisma my life flashed between my eyesThe communists rejected me I didn't fit their planAnd anyway I must assume there anti American
It might have been Geneva in a darkened discothequeAnd though I met Sophia I still got it in the neckA journalist he spied on me like I always knew they wouldHe wrote me off like a business trip I felt deeply misunderstood
Or maybe it was Paris' blazing dignity and prideIt's a city full of heiresses where I very nearly diedI woke up in the circus with a whistling in my earsI'm ready for the antidote can you tell me what it is?
I went Euromad out on the road last fallBetween the roman churches and the German music hallsWere it not for Mr. Gordon and his fine distilleryI might have never made it through this Euromisery
