Furnaces
Ed Harcourt"Furnaces" là bài hát của Ed Harcourt, 2016, Pop. Thời lượng 3:24, 36 lines / 245 words.
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0:31No matter how much coal you shovel
0:35In the mouth of your child
0:37These furnaces still want more
0:40These furnaces still want more
0:43They come in fleets and in droves
0:47The puritanical folk
0:50These furnaces still want more
0:53These furnaces still want more
0:58Into the abyss with the ropes tied round your wrist
1:03You're the last illusionist but you don't know it
1:09This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust
1:16Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust
1:35Hungry little bird in his nest sat there
1:39Fracking for the shale gas
1:41These furnaces never know when to quit
1:44These furnaces never keep the oil slick
1:48So you spark up another cigar
1:51Rev the engine on your bulletproof car
1:54These furnaces still want more
1:57These furnaces still want more
2:01Into the abyss with the ropes tied round your wrist
2:07You're the last illusionist but you don't know it
2:13This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust
2:20Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust
2:26This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust
2:32Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust
2:41Keep it burning baby
2:44Keep it burning baby
2:47Keep it burning baby
2:54Keep it burning baby
2:57Keep it burning baby
3:00Keep it burning baby
3:04This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust
3:11Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust
3:17This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust
3:24Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust
No matter how much coal you shovel In the mouth of your child These furnaces still want more These furnaces still want more They come in fleets and in droves The puritanical folk These furnaces still want more These furnaces still want more Into the abyss with the ropes tied round your wrist You're the last illusionist but you don't know it This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust Hungry little bird in his nest sat there Fracking for the shale gas These furnaces never know when to quit These furnaces never keep the oil slick So you spark up another cigar Rev the engine on your bulletproof car These furnaces still want more These furnaces still want more Into the abyss with the ropes tied round your wrist You're the last illusionist but you don't know it This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust Keep it burning baby Keep it burning baby Keep it burning baby Keep it burning baby Keep it burning baby Keep it burning baby This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust This is junkyard love on the scrapheap of lust Keep the furnace burning less we turn into rust
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