Lirik Lagu From Under The Covers - The Beautiful South
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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.
(Heaton/Rotheray)It's 6.00am and even Big BenIs trying to get his head down for a kipBut no sooner is it downAnd then it's on with dressing gownFor this city very rarely loses grip
But I have a friend who's never up by 10.00He's fast asleep with mouth open wideHe's lost a lot of jobs, but he's won a lot of friendsAnd he says to me, he cannot tell the time
It's 7.00am and we're coughing up the phlegmSpitting out the taste of night beforeAnd we'll vomit and we'll chokeJust to climb their tatty ropeWell this city has its charm, and its claw
And he'll blame his clockOr he'll say he's lost his socksAnd they'll tell you that he's been bitten by a snakeHis excuses are an artFrom the bottom of his heartAnd he thinks of them whenever he awakes
It's 8.00am we're on the road againRacing for a placing at the topAnd it says green for goFor the people in the knowBut for the others all it says is red for stop
It's cold and its dampAnd they've dug him a graveAnd the 10.15 merchants still in bedAnd scrawled upon the headboardFor the whole wide world to see"Died In The Arms Of Big Ted"
But I have a friend who's never up by 10.00He's fast asleep with mouth open wideHe's lost a lot of jobs, but he's won a lot of friendsAnd he says to me, he cannot tell the time
It's 7.00am and we're coughing up the phlegmSpitting out the taste of night beforeAnd we'll vomit and we'll chokeJust to climb their tatty ropeWell this city has its charm, and its claw
And he'll blame his clockOr he'll say he's lost his socksAnd they'll tell you that he's been bitten by a snakeHis excuses are an artFrom the bottom of his heartAnd he thinks of them whenever he awakes
It's 8.00am we're on the road againRacing for a placing at the topAnd it says green for goFor the people in the knowBut for the others all it says is red for stop
It's cold and its dampAnd they've dug him a graveAnd the 10.15 merchants still in bedAnd scrawled upon the headboardFor the whole wide world to see"Died In The Arms Of Big Ted"
