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在应用中打开 Wrapped up in a fur coat,
Eyes so full of disappointment
and big shades and bright lights
But all you got was cataphys
the act will deflate your hair
Take another bullet and pretend
And tell anyone who'll listen
that you're gonna be just fine
come to get you in the night
Nobody's there, nobody cares
But there's a place across the sea
So goodnight London, goodnight
Four chords and a pipe dream,
And if you can't make it, make do
But you miss your mark by far
Ten years on, your hair is greying
And you're still stood behind a bar
And the air is filled with nicotine and lies
Like the bags around your eyes
Theatrically flick your hair
Take another bullet and pretend
Count up all your fuck -ups,
And hope that no one's looking
when the cracks begin to show
Count up all your fuck -ups,
recite them all like lines
Count up all your fuck -ups,
what a perfect waste of time
Cause when they eat to you
But there's a place across
An d even though you're scared
come to get you in the night
Nobody's there, nobody cares
But there's a place across the sea
So goodnight Lon don, goodnight,
Good night London, good night
London, good night London
