Dead Finks Don't Talk （Digital Remaster ）-Brian Eno
Oh cheeky cheeky
Oh naughty sneaky
You're so perceptive
And I wonder how you knew
But these finks don't walk too well
A bad sense of direction
And so they stumble 'round in three's
Such a strange collection
Oh you headless chicken
Can those poor teeth take so much kicking
You're always so charming
As you peck your way up there
And these finks don't dress too well
No discrimination
To be a zombie all the time
Requires such dedication
Oh please sir will you let it go by
'Cause I failed both tests with my legs both tied
In my place the stuff is all there
I've been ever so sad for a very long time
My my they wanted the works can you this and that
I never got a letter back
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
Oh perfect masters
They thrive on disasters
They all look so harmless
Till they find their way up there
But dead finks don't talk too well
They've got a shaky sense of diction
It's not so much a living hell
It's just a dying fiction
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00]Dead Finks Don't Talk （Digital Remaster ）-Brian Eno
[00:18.281]Oh cheeky cheeky
[00:21.91]Oh naughty sneaky
[00:27.651]You're so perceptive
[00:29.661]And I wonder how you knew
[00:38.461]But these finks don't walk too well
[00:43.941]A bad sense of direction
[00:49.291]And so they stumble 'round in three's
[00:54.951]Such a strange collection
[01:01.461]Oh you headless chicken
[01:04.811]Can those poor teeth take so much kicking
[01:11.841]You're always so charming
[01:15.521]As you peck your way up there
[01:22.320]And these finks don't dress too well
[01:27.590]No discrimination
[01:33.350]To be a zombie all the time
[01:38.200]Requires such dedication
[02:26.670]Oh please sir will you let it go by
[02:29.530]'Cause I failed both tests with my legs both tied
[02:31.970]In my place the stuff is all there
[02:34.650]I've been ever so sad for a very long time
[02:37.520]My my they wanted the works can you this and that
[02:41.270]I never got a letter back
[02:43.60]More fool me bless my soul
[02:48.640]More fool me bless my soul
[02:54.89]More fool me bless my soul
[02:59.559]More fool me bless my soul
[03:04.919]More fool me bless my soul
[03:10.339]Oh perfect masters
[03:16.379]They thrive on disasters
[03:20.949]They all look so harmless
[03:25.859]Till they find their way up there
[03:32.299]But dead finks don't talk too well
[03:37.439]They've got a shaky sense of diction
[03:41.759]It's not so much a living hell
[03:48.559]It's just a dying fiction
Dead Finks Don't Talk （Digital Remaster ）-Brian Eno
Oh cheeky cheeky
Oh naughty sneaky
You're so perceptive
And I wonder how you knew
But these finks don't walk too well
A bad sense of direction
And so they stumble 'round in three's
Such a strange collection
Oh you headless chicken
Can those poor teeth take so much kicking
You're always so charming
As you peck your way up there
And these finks don't dress too well
No discrimination
To be a zombie all the time
Requires such dedication
Oh please sir will you let it go by
'Cause I failed both tests with my legs both tied
In my place the stuff is all there
I've been ever so sad for a very long time
My my they wanted the works can you this and that
I never got a letter back
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul
Oh perfect masters
They thrive on disasters
They all look so harmless
Till they find their way up there
But dead finks don't talk too well
They've got a shaky sense of diction
It's not so much a living hell
It's just a dying fiction
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00]Dead Finks Don't Talk （Digital Remaster ）-Brian Eno
[00:18.281]Oh cheeky cheeky
[00:21.91]Oh naughty sneaky
[00:27.651]You're so perceptive
[00:29.661]And I wonder how you knew
[00:38.461]But these finks don't walk too well
[00:43.941]A bad sense of direction
[00:49.291]And so they stumble 'round in three's
[00:54.951]Such a strange collection
[01:01.461]Oh you headless chicken
[01:04.811]Can those poor teeth take so much kicking
[01:11.841]You're always so charming
[01:15.521]As you peck your way up there
[01:22.320]And these finks don't dress too well
[01:27.590]No discrimination
[01:33.350]To be a zombie all the time
[01:38.200]Requires such dedication
[02:26.670]Oh please sir will you let it go by
[02:29.530]'Cause I failed both tests with my legs both tied
[02:31.970]In my place the stuff is all there
[02:34.650]I've been ever so sad for a very long time
[02:37.520]My my they wanted the works can you this and that
[02:41.270]I never got a letter back
[02:43.60]More fool me bless my soul
[02:48.640]More fool me bless my soul
[02:54.89]More fool me bless my soul
[02:59.559]More fool me bless my soul
[03:04.919]More fool me bless my soul
[03:10.339]Oh perfect masters
[03:16.379]They thrive on disasters
[03:20.949]They all look so harmless
[03:25.859]Till they find their way up there
[03:32.299]But dead finks don't talk too well
[03:37.439]They've got a shaky sense of diction
[03:41.759]It's not so much a living hell
[03:48.559]It's just a dying fiction
We are the 801
We are the central shaft
And we are here to let you take advantage
Of our lack of craft
Certain streets have certain corners
Sooner or ...
The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer
It's just an old photograph, there's nothing to hide
When the world was just beginning
I memorized ...
The flourish
Seeing the real in things
Really seeing the real
Describing the exact actuality
of what it is you see
or what it is you seem to see
You r...
（Instrumental）
We climbed and we climbed,
Oh, how we climbed
My, how we climbed
Tiger Mountain
Forcing the lines through the snow.
We climbed and we...
Given the chance
I'll die like a baby
On some far away beach
When the season's over.
Unlikely
I'll be remembered
As the tide brushes sand in my eyes
I...
Further we make claims on our teas
Dawn inner here for we've nowhere to be
Nowhere to be
Nowhere to be
Father stains, we're all on our knees
Down on o...
Christmas night, another fight
Tears we cried, a flood
Got all kinds of poison in
Of poison in my blood
I took my feet to Oxford street
Trying to righ...
I wake up every morning
I hear your feet on the stairs
You’re in the next apartment
I hear you singing over there
This groove is out of fashion
These ...