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发信人: LaziDragon (ThatLazyDragon), 信区: Music
标 题: 【翻唱】LaziDragon - The A Team (Ed Sheeran)
发信站: BBS 未名空间站 (Tue Mar 12 18:01:20 2013, 美东)
又很久没发歌了哈，一直找不到有兴趣录的歌。
这首The A Team，讲的是一个为了白粉而祸害自己的美丽姑娘的故事。
我觉得是首挺悲催的歌，不太稀饭原版节奏，难得被我找到这个钢琴伴奏，于是根据我
自己的理解改了改，中间和结尾没印象原唱怎么唱的了，也是自己瞎改的。所以熟悉这
首歌的人莫笑 ：D
本来想要不麻烦一下爵猫帮忙做后期，后来还是算了，大家都忙。自己凑合做了一下，
加了1个平衡1个auto reverb （咱也会加平衡了哈！）
"The A Team"
White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Or angels to die
发信人: LaziDragon (ThatLazyDragon), 信区: Music
标 题: 【翻唱】LaziDragon - The A Team (Ed Sheeran)
发信站: BBS 未名空间站 (Tue Mar 12 18:01:20 2013, 美东)
又很久没发歌了哈，一直找不到有兴趣录的歌。
这首The A Team，讲的是一个为了白粉而祸害自己的美丽姑娘的故事。
我觉得是首挺悲催的歌，不太稀饭原版节奏，难得被我找到这个钢琴伴奏，于是根据我
自己的理解改了改，中间和结尾没印象原唱怎么唱的了，也是自己瞎改的。所以熟悉这
首歌的人莫笑 ：D
本来想要不麻烦一下爵猫帮忙做后期，后来还是算了，大家都忙。自己凑合做了一下，
加了1个平衡1个auto reverb （咱也会加平衡了哈！）
"The A Team"
White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Or angels to die