Pink Floyd Nobody Home

• Pink Floyd -Nobody HomeLRC歌词

• 更新时间：2009-3-12
• 刷新时间：2018-07-07 09:54
• [ti:Nobody Home] [ar:Pink Floyd ] [al:The Wall] [by:linn.pro] [00:00.00] [00:29.48]I got a little black book with my poems in. [00:34.14]Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb. [00:39.70]When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone. [00:47.64]I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on. [00:52.36]Got those swollen hands blus. [00:57.49]Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from. [01:04.86]I got electric light, [01:08.16]And I got second sight. [01:14.88]Got amazing powers of observation. [01:25.55]And that is how I know, [01:28.81]When I try to get through, [01:33.00]On the telephone to you, [01:39.35]There'll be nobody home. [01:45.74]I got the obligatory Hendrix perm, [01:55.95]And the inevitable pinhole burns, [02:01.40]All down the front of my favorite satin shirt, [02:07.54]I got nicotine stains on my fingers. [02:14.28]I got a silver spoon on a chain. [02:17.86]Got a grand piano to prop my mortal remains. [02:26.07]I've got wild, staring eyes. [02:32.35]And I got a strong urge to fly. [02:37.01]But I got nowhere to fly to… fly to… fly to… fly to. [02:50.67]Ooooo Babe, [02:57.02]When I pick up the phone, [03:03.65]There's still nobody home. [03:08.54]I got a pair of Gohill boots, [03:17.81]And I got fading roots.

• Pink Floyd -Nobody Home歌词

• 歌词名称：Nobody Home
• 演唱歌手：Pink Floyd
• 歌词专辑：The Wall
• I got a little black book with my poems in. Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb. When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone. I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on. Got those swollen hands blus. Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from. And I got second sight. I got electric light, Got amazing powers of observation. And that is how I know, When I try to get through, On the telephone to you, There'll be nobody home. I got the obligatory Hendrix perm, And the inevitable pinhole burns, All down the front of my favorite satin shirt, I got nicotine stains on my fingers. I got a silver spoon on a chain. Got a grand piano to prop my mortal remains. I've got wild, staring eyes. And I got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to… fly to… fly to… fly to. Ooooo Babe, When I pick up the phone, I got a pair of Gohill boots, There's still nobody home. And I got fading roots.
  
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