Opus - Black Country, New Road

Lyrics by：Charlie Wayne/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Isaac Wood/Tyler Hyde/Georgia Ellery

Composed by：Charlie Wayne/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Isaac Wood/Tyler Hyde/Georgia Ellery

What we built from Black Country ground

In your car out of this small town

You on back of my new push-bike

Wheelie-ing down Thunder Road tonight

And I never felt so brave

On that unusually forgiving Sunday

What we built to keep ourselves warm

Burnt your hand and charmed the locals

All those mistakes laid out plainly

Anyone could see that the clamp was breaking me

And one more time

For the record

Everybody's coming up

I guess I'm a little bit late to the party

Everybody's coming up

I guess I'm a little bit late to the party

Now everybody's coming up

I guess I should've had something else to say

And now everybody's coming up

What we built must fall to the rising flames