Lirik Lagu Vicar In A Tutu (rank) - The Smiths
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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.
I was minding my businessI was lifting some lead offThe roof of the Holy Name churchIt was worthwhile living a laughable lifeJust to set my eyes on the blistering sightOf a vicar in a tutuHe's not strangeHe just wants to live his life this way
A scanty bit of a thingWith a decorative ringThat wouldn't cover the head of a childAs Rose collects the money in the cannisterWho comes sliding down the bannister ?The vicar in a tutuHe's not strangeHe just wants to live his life this way
Oh, the monkish monsignorWith a head full of plasterSaid : "My man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned"As Rose collects the money from the cannisterAs natural as RainHe dances againMy god !The vicar in a tutuOh yeahOh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahOh ...The vicar in a tutuOh yeahOh ...
The next day in the pulpitWith Freedom and EaseCombatting ignorance, dust, and diseaseAs Rose counts the money in the cannisterAs natural as RainHe dances again and again and again
In the fabric of a tutuAny man could get used toAnd I am the living signI'm a living signI am a living signI'm a living signI am a living signI'm a living signSign ...I am a living signOh ...
A scanty bit of a thingWith a decorative ringThat wouldn't cover the head of a childAs Rose collects the money in the cannisterWho comes sliding down the bannister ?The vicar in a tutuHe's not strangeHe just wants to live his life this way
Oh, the monkish monsignorWith a head full of plasterSaid : "My man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned"As Rose collects the money from the cannisterAs natural as RainHe dances againMy god !The vicar in a tutuOh yeahOh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahOh ...The vicar in a tutuOh yeahOh ...
The next day in the pulpitWith Freedom and EaseCombatting ignorance, dust, and diseaseAs Rose counts the money in the cannisterAs natural as RainHe dances again and again and again
In the fabric of a tutuAny man could get used toAnd I am the living signI'm a living signI am a living signI'm a living signI am a living signI'm a living signSign ...I am a living signOh ...
