时间：2014-10-24
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Mad, Mad World - Chris Schummert
Written by：Peter Plate/Ulf Leo Sommer
Little motel on the moon
A hundred weeks with you in bed
Writing post cards to ourselves
We got a thousand things to do
As the war ton spitted blue
Were just lying here instead
Fallen down I this room
At a million miles an hour
As you lead me to the edge
Were out of space and out of time
Out of site and out of mind
Nothing but feathers in our hands
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
And I'm so in love
I'm so in love
When no ones got a clue
Of who is loving who
And their barking at your heels
The spraying on your nose
And the longing that you serve
Leaves us spinning you all wells
When were waiting for a wonder and stealing all your thunder
And the lighting strikes that wakes you
Let's you break out of the cage
And take over the stage and shout
Out as loud as you need to
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
And I'm so in love
I'm so in love
Falling down on eners road
At a million miles an hour
As you leave me to the erch
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
Out of space out of time
Out of site out of mind
Out of space out of time
Out of site out of mind
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
It's a mad mad world
So in love
So in love
It's a mad mad world
I'm so in love
I'm so in love
I'm so in love
I'm so in love
With you
