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The Lucksmiths
Written down here, gentle reader
It seems too good to be true
But there’s a girl in Kansas City
With my favourite tattoo
Oh why would I lie to you?
This was in another century
Somewhere near the summer’s end
The fahrenheit was frightening
I was awake the whole weekend
Invited to a barbecue
I found refuge in the kitchen
Discussing post-war US literature
With a girl whose upper arm read “fiction”
Like it might have been typewritten
When I asked her its significance
She said she sometimes took reminding
What she wanted to be doing
Whether reading it or writing
I admitted admiration
For both typeface and intent
And said more softly — sotto voce —
I knew too well what she meant
She just smiled
And in a while she went
For a time I forgot this ever took place
She left her bottle on the bookcase
So though I leave you little option
But to take me at my word
I assure you, dearest listener
That it happened as you’ve heard
A beer left on a bookshelf
At a bygone barbecue
By a girl from Kansas City
With my favourite tattoo
Oh why would I lie to you?
Oh why would I lie to you?
Oh why would I lie?
The Lucksmiths
Written down here, gentle reader
It seems too good to be true
But there’s a girl in Kansas City
With my favourite tattoo
Oh why would I lie to you?
This was in another century
Somewhere near the summer’s end
The fahrenheit was frightening
I was awake the whole weekend
Invited to a barbecue
I found refuge in the kitchen
Discussing post-war US literature
With a girl whose upper arm read “fiction”
Like it might have been typewritten
When I asked her its significance
She said she sometimes took reminding
What she wanted to be doing
Whether reading it or writing
I admitted admiration
For both typeface and intent
And said more softly — sotto voce —
I knew too well what she meant
She just smiled
And in a while she went
For a time I forgot this ever took place
She left her bottle on the bookcase
So though I leave you little option
But to take me at my word
I assure you, dearest listener
That it happened as you’ve heard
A beer left on a bookshelf
At a bygone barbecue
By a girl from Kansas City
With my favourite tattoo
Oh why would I lie to you?
Oh why would I lie to you?
Oh why would I lie?
FictionLRC歌词
下载《FictionLRC歌词》[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:] [00:00.00]Fiction [00:00.10]The Lucksmiths [00:00.15] [00:00.75]Written down here, gentle reader [00:05.16]It seems too good to be true [00:09.45]But there’s a girl in Kansas City [00:14.17]With my favourite tattoo [00:18.63]Oh why would I lie to you? [00:28.24] [00:40.29] [00:45.49]This was in another century [00:49.39]Somewhere near the summer’s end [00:54.68]The fahrenheit was frightening [00:58.18]I was awake the whole weekend [01:03.27]Invited to a barbecue [01:07.20]I found refuge in the kitchen [01:11.59]Discussing post-war US literature [01:16.16]With a girl whose upper arm read “fiction” [01:20.31]Like it might have been typewritten [01:32.60] [01:37.67] [01:47.37]When I asked her its significance [01:51.24]She said she sometimes took reminding [01:55.96]What she wanted to be doing [02:00.47]Whether reading it or writing [02:04.88]I admitted admiration [02:08.84]For both typeface and intent [02:13.57]And said more softly — sotto voce — [02:17.85]I knew too well what she meant [02:22.18]She just smiled [02:24.67]And in a while she went [02:30.94] [02:32.38]For a time I forgot this ever took place [02:38.77]She left her bottle on the bookcase [03:22.61] [03:31.92]So though I leave you little option [03:36.09]But to take me at my word [03:40.73]I assure you, dearest listener [03:44.92]That it happened as you’ve heard [03:49.44]A beer left on a bookshelf [03:53.30]At a bygone barbecue [03:57.56]By a girl from Kansas City [04:01.52]With my favourite tattoo [04:06.00] [04:06.02]Oh why would I lie to you? [04:14.58]Oh why would I lie to you? [04:22.99]Oh why would I lie? [04:31.66] [04:34.27]by:爬格子的偽書生/l'obli.(Sotto Voce) - Q 47228564 [04:36.39]