歌手: Dire Straits
時長: 5:04
作曲 : Knopfler
作词 : Knopfler
Lions - Dire Straits
Red sun go down way over dirty town
Starling are sweeping around crazy shoals
The stand a girl is there high heeling across the square
Wind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the poles
Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light
She looks around to find a face she can like.
Church bell clinging on easter trying to get a crowd evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it plays
All in the station praying for trains
Cogregations late again
It's getting darker all the time these flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he gives her a fright
He's crazy lion he's howling for a fight.
Strap hanging gunshot sound
Doors slamming on the overground
Starlings are tough but the lions are made of stone
Her evening paper is horror torn
But there's hope later capricorns
Lucky stars give her just enough to get home
Then she's reading about a swing to the right
But she's thinking about a stranger in the night
I'm thinking about the lions
Thinking about the lions
Happened to the lions.
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Thinking about the lions
Thinking about the lions