Somewhere, he lost it in a turn
Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
First come, first served, he's serving it back
He travels light, without a pack, without love
He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high
Leather 'cross his thighs
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road, price upon his head
One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high
Blind to himself, an' he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
Vision of light, child of the night passing by
(Guitar Solo)
Blind to himself, he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
A vision of light, child of the night passing by
Leather 'cross his thigh
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road, price upon his head
One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:21.12] Somewhere, he lost it in a turn
[00:21.96] Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
[00:26.31] First come, first served, he's serving it back
[00:28.02] He travels light, without a pack, without love
[00:31.38] He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
[00:32.40] Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
[00:33.72] An' hang 'em high
[00:34.02] Leather 'cross his thighs
[00:36.36] Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
[00:58.20] One eye on the road, price upon his head
[00:59.61] One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
[01:08.97] He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
[01:10.26] Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
[01:25.08] An' hang 'em high
[01:25.41] Blind to himself, an' he's laughing up his scheme
[01:26.52] Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
[01:30.96] Vision of light, child of the night passing by
[01:35.40] (Guitar Solo)
[01:35.79] Blind to himself, he's laughing up his scheme
[02:13.11] Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
[02:18.75] A vision of light, child of the night passing by
[02:22.26] Leather 'cross his thigh
[02:24.06] Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
[02:25.59] One eye on the road, price upon his head
[02:28.20] One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
[02:31.59] He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own
[02:32.73] Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
[02:35.88] An' hang 'em high
Somewhere, he lost it in a turn
Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
First come, first served, he's serving it back
He travels light, without a pack, without love
He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high
Leather 'cross his thighs
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road, price upon his head
One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high
Blind to himself, an' he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
Vision of light, child of the night passing by
(Guitar Solo)
Blind to himself, he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
A vision of light, child of the night passing by
Leather 'cross his thigh
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road, price upon his head
One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:21.12] Somewhere, he lost it in a turn
[00:21.96] Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
[00:26.31] First come, first served, he's serving it back
[00:28.02] He travels light, without a pack, without love
[00:31.38] He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
[00:32.40] Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
[00:33.72] An' hang 'em high
[00:34.02] Leather 'cross his thighs
[00:36.36] Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
[00:58.20] One eye on the road, price upon his head
[00:59.61] One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
[01:08.97] He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
[01:10.26] Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
[01:25.08] An' hang 'em high
[01:25.41] Blind to himself, an' he's laughing up his scheme
[01:26.52] Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
[01:30.96] Vision of light, child of the night passing by
[01:35.40] (Guitar Solo)
[01:35.79] Blind to himself, he's laughing up his scheme
[02:13.11] Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
[02:18.75] A vision of light, child of the night passing by
[02:22.26] Leather 'cross his thigh
[02:24.06] Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
[02:25.59] One eye on the road, price upon his head
[02:28.20] One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
[02:31.59] He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own
[02:32.73] Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
[02:35.88] An' hang 'em high
Well
I know a thing about contrition
And I'll be granting your permission
'Cause you haven't got a prayer
Well I said hey, hey, hallelujah
I'm gonna c...
Sing it out,
Boy, you've got to see what tomorrow brings.
Sing it out,
Girl, you've got to be what tomorrow needs.
For every time
That they want to c...
Now I know
That I can't make you stay
But where's your heart
But where's your heart
But where's your
And I know
There's nothing I could say
To change ...
They're selling postcards of the hanging
Yeah, the beauty parlor's filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Oh, now look, here comes the blind commis...
Well now this could be the last of all the rides we take
So hold on tight and don't look back
We don't care about the message or the rules they make
I...
When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up,
Would you be the savior of the broken,
T...
You don’t know a thing about this life
And we are up for everything it takes to prove we’re not the same as them
And we will wear our masks again out ...
Long ago
Just like the hearse you die to get in again
We are so far from you
Burning on
Just like the match you strike to incinerate
The lives of ever...
And if they get me and the sun goes down into the ground
And if they get me and the sun goes down
And if the sun comes up will it tear the skin right ...