时间：2015-02-16
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Summer in the Trenches
Singer:Carl Barat and the Jackals
Weitten by:Carl Barat,Daniel Mills
You and me it seems we dream of ships
Galleons to carry us away
Long I wait but they just don't come in
It seems they sailed yesterday
I got drunk and my heart broke again
Sobered up to see if it was true
Got so low with just myself to blame
So now I'm going to blame you
Ohh,Oh,Oh
When there's nothing left to live for
Nothing left to die for
I try everything and no,I don't get kicks
I dream of ships
When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There's nothing left for me to run
It's not my generation but let's have some fun
I woke to find all my heroes were dead
No ships ro carry me to sea
It wasn't like this in my head
Hip hip hooray,no seriously
It's not my generation
No heroes left to see
It's not my generation
It's not enough for me
Ohh,Oh,Oh
When there's nothing left to live for
Nothing left to die for
I try everything and no,I don't get kicks
I dream of ships
When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There is no where left for me to run
I know a nice old fashioned way to have some fun
Lovers they are meant to ease you pain
Oh yeah I've heard it all before
Fetishists and other poision games
And co-dependency's a bore
Ohh,Oh,Oh
When there's nothing left to live for
Nothing left to die for
I try everything and no,I don't get kicks
I dream of ships
When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There is no where left for me to run
When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There is no where left for me to run
When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There is no where left for me to run
It's not my generation but let's have some fun
