Lirik Lagu Ed Sheeran "The A Team"

The A Team — Ed Sheeran

Seorang perempuan pekerja seks, pecandu narkoba, tunawisma. Di bawah timbunan beban hidup yang berat, perempuan itu tetap berharap bisa keluar dari ketenggelamannya. Itulah sepenggal kisah dari lagu The A Team karya penulis lirik sekaligus penyanyi asal Inggris, Ed Sheeran. Lagu ini dibuat Ed usai berkunjung ke sebuah penampungan bagi para tunawisma. Di sana Ed mendengar aneka kisah hidup lara para tunawisma. Realitas-realitas getir ini digubah menjadi lagu balada dengan tempo up-beat sehingga saat pertama dengar lagu ini tak menyangka bahwa ini lagu kelam dengan lirik suram. Yang terdengar adalah melodi manis seolah-olah mengalunkan semangat. Ditambah dengan judul lagu The A Team yang membuat kita menghubungkannya dengan film TV seri dengan judul yang sama. Ternyata The A Team adalah metafora untuk kokain — narkoba yang tergolong kelas A. Disitulah cerdasnya Ed dan hebatnya lagu ini. Ia mengangkat sosok-sosok kelam: mereka yang direndahkan, dipinggirkan dalam alunan melodi manis dan judul lagu heroik. Lagu ini seperti selimut hangat. Tak heran kalau lagu ini mendapat posisi atas di berbagai tangga lagu dunia serta pujian dari segi lirik maupun vokal.

 

LIRIK LAGU "THE A TEAM"
ED SHEERAN

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
For angels to die

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