[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:25.68]You're alone above the street somewhere [00:30.39]Wondering how you'll ever count out there [00:35.55]You can walk you can talk you can fight [00:38.07]But inside you've got something to write [00:40.53]In your hand you hold your only friend [00:42.90]Never spend your guitar or your pen [00:46.11]Your guitar or your pen [00:48.42]Your guitar or your pen [00:50.88]Your guitar or your pen [00:53.25]Your guitar or your pen [00:54.42]When you take up a pencil and sharpen it up [00:56.94]When you're kicking the fence and still nothing will budge [01:00.42]When the words are immobile until you sit down [01:03.60]Never feel they're worth keeping they're not easily found [01:06.78]Then you know in some strange unexplainable way [01:09.72]You must really have something [01:12.42]Jumping thumping fighting hiding away [01:17.55]Important to say [01:36.93]When you sing through the verse and you end in a scream [01:40.26]And you swear and you curse 'cause the rhyming ain't clean [01:43.35]But it suddenly comes after years of delay [01:46.56]You pick up your guitar you can suddenly play [01:49.71]When your fingers are bleeding and the knuckles are white [01:52.92]Then you can be sure you can open the door [01:56.16]Get off the floor tonight [02:00.09]You have something to write [02:20.67]When you want to complain there's no one can stop you [02:26.88]But when your music proclaims there's no one can top you [02:33.42]You are wearing you heart on your jumping feet [02:40.05]You've got a head start away from the street [02:49.35]But is that what you want to be rich and be gone [02:55.35]Could be there's just one thing left in the end [03:03.63]Your guitar and your pen [03:23.64]When you sing to your mum and you hum and you croon [03:26.73]And she says that she'd like it with more of a tune [03:29.94]And you smash your guitar at the end of the bed [03:33.09]Then you stick it together and start writing again [03:36.48]And you know that it won't be too long 'til your back [03:39.78]To bring her some money she's calling you honey [03:43.41]Stashed in a bloody great sack [03:46.92]In your Cadillac [04:42.30]You're alone [04:47.07]You're alone [04:51.84]You're alone above the street somewhere [04:56.91]Wondering how you'll ever count out there [05:01.86]You can walk you can talk you can fight [05:04.29]But inside you've got something to write [05:06.75]In your hand you hold your only friend [05:09.15]Never spend your guitar or your pen [05:12.33]Your guitar or your pen [05:14.79]Your guitar or your pen [05:18.06]Your guitar or your pen [05:21.99]Your guitar or your pen [05:24.36]Your guitar or your pen [05:26.79]Your guitar or your pen [05:29.25]Your guitar or your pen [05:41.19]Your guitar or your pen