[00:00.000] 作词 : Sarapy[00:00.131] 作曲 : Sarapy[00:00.262] 编曲 : Sarapy[00:00.395]人声/吉他:Dean[00:00.584]人声/吉他:George[00:00.764]贝斯:小洋[00:01.476]鼓:嘉文[00:03.142]You must've heard them singing, at tipsy balcony.[00:07.402]Dizzy kids with scars and glasses, chanting ballads of nothing,[00:14.082]Shit, there's no cure for recklessness,[00:17.883]but through these shades they shall win[00:24.264][00:25.226]Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, then here comes your therapy,[00:30.906]Rubber souls under ventilator, standing up against sobriety[00:37.696]Living a hedonistic life,[00:41.779]drinks, music, some companionship[01:14.866][01:15.842]You must've heard them singing, at tipsy balcony.[01:21.522]From U&I to C, with George, Dean and Tunic.[01:28.100]Juicebox shoveled up in Specters,[01:32.039]that faithful old man in lounge[01:35.976][01:36.928]You have to hear them singing, at tipsy balcony.[01:43.026]They'll learn and frown one day, but not instantly.[01:49.552]Thrill of growing for a cause,[01:53.095]Things are so rudimentary[01:55.936][02:35.437]We'll sing Cohen another time, maybe at tipsy balcony[02:42.883]Is it prelude to everything? Or is it a fling?