[00:00.000] 作词 : Chris Corner
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Chris Corner
[00:32.968]Look at me, what have I become?
[00:38.905]I am lost, I was once a gentleman
[00:45.586]But the thief came out in my London town
[00:51.615]So I must leave you now
[00:54.456]But I will remember the ups and the downs
[00:58.630]Goodbye my friends
[01:01.835]Goodbye to the money
[01:05.159]Adieu to the ******* that think that it's funny
[01:11.266]I just want to turn the lights on
[01:14.724]In these volatile times
[01:17.749]I just want to turn the lights on
[01:21.271]In these volatile times
[01:38.290]Look at me in the apocalypse
[01:43.550]My European guilt, expecting instant fix
[01:50.755]I imagine all the brutal services
[01:56.608]Of ancient infidels
[01:59.860]Of all the wounded and the crying witches
[02:03.902]Goodbye my friends
[02:07.178]Goodbye to the money
[02:10.227]Adieu to the ******* that think that it's funny
[02:16.537]I just want to turn the lights on
[02:20.015]In these volatile times
[02:23.132]I just want to turn the lights on
[02:26.487]In these volatile times
[02:35.742]I drove through countries like a marching funeral
[02:42.659]In the search of fools and utopias
[02:49.253]Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls
[02:55.723]Filling their heavy hearts
[02:58.609]With slum religion and Coca-Cola
[03:03.198]Every book is read and I'm paralyzed
[03:09.416]Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
[03:15.783]Goodbye my friends
[03:19.112]Goodbye to the money
[03:22.270]Adieu to the ******* that think that it's funny
[03:28.462]I just want to turn the lights on
[03:31.910]In these volatile times
[03:35.042]I just want to turn the lights on
[03:38.354]In these volatile times

作词 : Chris Corner
作曲 : Chris Corner
Look at me, what have I become?
I am lost, I was once a gentleman
But the thief came out in my London town
So I must leave you now
But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the ******* that think that it's funny
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse
My European guilt, expecting instant fix
I imagine all the brutal services
Of ancient infidels
Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the ******* that think that it's funny
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral
In the search of fools and utopias
Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls
Filling their heavy hearts
With slum religion and Coca-Cola
Every book is read and I'm paralyzed
Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the ******* that think that it's funny
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times