House Of Cards - Robert Plant (罗伯特·普兰特)
Oh the rain is falling
And the wild wind roars
It'll shake your windows
And rattle your doors
Ah blow down this house of cards
Blow down this house of cards
They're washing the streets blow blow down
With the blood of your kind blow blow down
Ah look over your shoulder blow blow down
They are right behind blow blow down
Oh blow down this house of cards
Blow down this house of cards
The birds are wheeling
Up above your head
Ah your days are numbered
You're as good as dead
This very fine house
Of great renown
It's cracked and shaking
And a tumbling tumbling tumbling down
Ah blow down this house of cards
Ah blow down this house of cards
Ah blow down this house of cards
Blow down this house of cards
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
