笨小笨Highstreet歌词由Gadwell演唱，出自专辑《Brand New Normal》，下面是《Highstreet》完整版歌词！
Highstreet歌词完整版
The window cleaner carries a sander on the high street now
All the signs above the windows are taken down
We walk through this corpse
Brought down by bigger thoughts
The only notice on the door is advertising clowns
Everybody saying that the high street's crap
They blame the council while they open apps
Instead of standing in line
They select prime
While taking no blame for their attack
The old bookshop now is just an empty shell
Where stories whispered of places that we know so well
Echoes of laughter, and footsteps gone
Replaced by silence as we carry on
The butcher's closed, the baker's left town
The heart of our home, now just a ghostly frown
Everybody saying that the high street's crap
They blame the council while they open apps
Instead of standing in line
They select prime
While taking no blame for their attack
Oh, how we mourn what we’ve left behind
In the name of progress, we were blind
To the cost of convenience, the price of ease
We sold our soul for instant release
Everybody saying that the high street's crap
They blame the council while they open apps
Instead of standing in line
They select prime
While taking no blame for their attack
And now we walk through empty streets
Where memories and silence meet
The shops have closed, the lights have dimmed
A future lost on a passing whim
In the shadow of what we’ve done
We search for answers, find none
