[00:00.00]Opus - Black Country, New Road
[00:17.92]Lyrics by：Charlie Wayne/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Isaac Wood/Tyler Hyde/Georgia Ellery
[01:15.29]Composed by：Charlie Wayne/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Isaac Wood/Tyler Hyde/Georgia Ellery
[02:12.66]What we built from Black Country ground
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[02:20.72]In your car out of this small town
[02:28.92]You on back of my new push-bike
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[02:37.85]Wheelie-ing down Thunder Road tonight
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[02:47.08]And I never felt so brave
[02:50.17]On that unusually forgiving Sunday
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[04:02.11]What we built to keep ourselves warm
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[04:09.99]Burnt your hand and charmed the locals
[04:17.71]All those mistakes laid out plainly
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[04:27.31]Anyone could see that the clamp was breaking me
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[04:37.37]And one more time
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[04:40.73]For the record
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[05:07.24]Everybody's coming up
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[05:11.16]I guess I'm a little bit late to the party
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[05:23.10]Everybody's coming up
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[05:26.70]I guess I'm a little bit late to the party
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[05:38.29]Now everybody's coming up
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[05:42.06]I guess I should've had something else to say
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[05:53.33]And now everybody's coming up
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[05:57.34]What we built must fall to the rising flames