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Random Acts Of Senseless Violence - David Sylvian.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : David Sylvian/Keith Rowe/Michael Moser/Werner Dafeldecker
[00:00.205] 作曲 : David Sylvian/Keith Rowe/Michael Moser/Werner Dafeldecker
[00:00.411]Under yellow light,
[00:05.073]Comes the face of tomorrow,
[00:12.283]Lights the fuse,
[00:14.456]Gives meaning to,
[00:18.660]All that was previously hollow,
[00:33.897]To a soundtrack of sirens,
[00:40.178]And mute aspiration,
[00:45.774]The express train to Heathrow
[00:51.919]First of the morning,
[00:55.550]Is leaving the station,
[01:05.726]Our reckless sun rises,
[01:11.373]On the tip of the iceberg,
[01:15.990]Hidden in plain sight,
[01:20.631]Still alive and full of surprises,
[01:26.914]A generation gone soft,
[01:30.469]Over new acquisitions, that can't take the edge off,
[01:51.620]I've put away my childish things,
[01:57.170]Abandoned my silence too,
[02:02.749]For the future will contain,
[02:07.347]Random acts of senseless violence,
[03:11.663]The target's hit will be non-specific,
[03:16.238]We'll roll the numbers play with chance,
[03:22.874]All suitable locations unplanned in advance,
[03:35.584]Someone's back kitchen, stacked like a factory,
[03:42.131]With improvised devices, there's bound to injuries,
[03:49.704]With improvised devices,
[03:54.776]No phone-ins, no courtesy, no kindness,
[04:09.441]And the future will contain,
[04:14.587]Random acts of senseless violence,
[04:49.285]And it's not just the boredom,
[04:52.394]It's something endemic,
[04:56.433]It's the fear of disorder,
[05:00.232]Stretched to its limits,
[05:04.798]And the safety of numbers is just a contrivance,
[05:20.512]For the future will contain,
[05:27.107]Random acts of senseless violence,
[05:38.311]Democracy is very,
[05:45.954]Democracy is very, very.
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作词 : David Sylvian/Keith Rowe/Michael Moser/Werner Dafeldecker
作曲 : David Sylvian/Keith Rowe/Michael Moser/Werner Dafeldecker
Under yellow light,
Comes the face of tomorrow,
Lights the fuse,
Gives meaning to,
All that was previously hollow,
To a soundtrack of sirens,
And mute aspiration,
The express train to Heathrow
First of the morning,
Is leaving the station,
Our reckless sun rises,
On the tip of the iceberg,
Hidden in plain sight,
Still alive and full of surprises,
A generation gone soft,
Over new acquisitions, that can't take the edge off,
I've put away my childish things,
Abandoned my silence too,
For the future will contain,
Random acts of senseless violence,
The target's hit will be non-specific,
We'll roll the numbers play with chance,
All suitable locations unplanned in advance,
Someone's back kitchen, stacked like a factory,
With improvised devices, there's bound to injuries,
With improvised devices,
No phone-ins, no courtesy, no kindness,
And the future will contain,
Random acts of senseless violence,
And it's not just the boredom,
It's something endemic,
It's the fear of disorder,
Stretched to its limits,
And the safety of numbers is just a contrivance,
For the future will contain,
Random acts of senseless violence,
Democracy is very,
Democracy is very, very.