Papa歌词

作词 : Gordie Sampson/Scott Helman/Simon Wilcox/Thomas Salter
作曲 : Gordie Sampson/Scott Helman/Simon Wilcox/Thomas Salter
You don’t have much time left so
Let’s use up what we got
Yeah it’s on days like this I
Wish we believed in god
You’re lookin back at your life
I’m looking forward at mine
It’s true but it don’t make sense
That we’re both running out time
Remember Thomas The Tank Engine
and the sips of gin
on a jet-lagged winter night
Remember the way you drove
those London roads
had to hold on for my life
You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs
We’d laugh, me and Jack, saying “Papa I’m scared”
Now I’m really scared
You talk just like the old you
And then you start to cough
I’m tryin to be strong but
It’s obvious I’m not
You’re lookin back at your life
I’m looking forward at mine
It’s true but it don’t make sense
That we’re both running out time
Remember Thomas the tank engine
and the sips of gin
on a jet-lagged winter night
Remember the way you drove
those London roads
had to hold on for my life
You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs
We’d laugh me and Jack, saying “Papa I’m scared”
But Now I’m really scared
(Jo, I’m in Buckley ward I think, room 8.
And I’m really knackered and I really want to go to bed.)
I'll always remember Thomas the tank engine
and the sips of gin
on a jet-lagged winter night
Remember the way you drove
those London roads
had to hold on for my life
You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs
We’d laugh me and Jack, saying “Papa I’m scared”
Now I’m really scared
(Ok, I’ll speak to you, perhaps, tomorrow morning.
Ok, I loves you darling.)编辑于2023/12/16更新