Lirik Lagu Sour Suite - The Guess Who
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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.
Don't wanna listen to my telephone ringOr sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thingNot this mornin'
I don't wanna think about the night beforeOr maybe it's a bore behind that open doorGot no time for that this mornin'
If I had the mind or I had the timeMaybe I could throw together a new kind of rhymeAnd tell about my warnin'
But it's too late nowIt's too late nowIt's too late now
I don't wanna think about a runaway DadThat took away the only thing that I've ever hadDon't even miss him this mornin'
I don't wanna think about a cold goodbyeOr a high school buddy got a little too highI can't help him out this mornin'
Reviewers laugh at me so I go out to seeAnd perhaps it's just as well, 'cause I'd rather be in hellThan be a wealthy man this mornin'
But it's too late nowIt's too late nowIt's too late now
Whatever happened to images, 'cause now they're goneAnd worn out phrases just keep a-hangin' onWhatever happened to homes as opposed to houses?A conversation, sayings as the evening drowsesIt's just like 4 6 2 O 1It's just like 4 6 2 O 1
Whatever happened to early morning urban skies?And broken faces, half with melting eyesEnough of riddles that just play with time'Cause I'm still here and I can't beg a dimeI'm back here in 4 6 2 O 1I'm back here in 4 6 2 O 1
Some bed is waitin' for me 'round the corner nowI gotta find it and try and hang on for a little whileBack here in 4 6 2 O 1, yeahMmm, there's gotta be a few small changes made
Don't wanna listen to my telephone ringOr sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thingLeave me alone this mornin'
I don't wanna think about the night beforeOr maybe it's a bore behind that open doorGot no time for that this mornin'
If I had the mind or I had the timeMaybe I could throw together a new kind of rhymeAnd tell about my warnin'
But it's too late nowIt's too late nowIt's too late now
I don't wanna think about a runaway DadThat took away the only thing that I've ever hadDon't even miss him this mornin'
I don't wanna think about a cold goodbyeOr a high school buddy got a little too highI can't help him out this mornin'
Reviewers laugh at me so I go out to seeAnd perhaps it's just as well, 'cause I'd rather be in hellThan be a wealthy man this mornin'
But it's too late nowIt's too late nowIt's too late now
Whatever happened to images, 'cause now they're goneAnd worn out phrases just keep a-hangin' onWhatever happened to homes as opposed to houses?A conversation, sayings as the evening drowsesIt's just like 4 6 2 O 1It's just like 4 6 2 O 1
Whatever happened to early morning urban skies?And broken faces, half with melting eyesEnough of riddles that just play with time'Cause I'm still here and I can't beg a dimeI'm back here in 4 6 2 O 1I'm back here in 4 6 2 O 1
Some bed is waitin' for me 'round the corner nowI gotta find it and try and hang on for a little whileBack here in 4 6 2 O 1, yeahMmm, there's gotta be a few small changes made
Don't wanna listen to my telephone ringOr sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thingLeave me alone this mornin'
