Dickholder Lyrics
| Song | Dickholder |
| Artist | Fun Lovin' Criminals |
| Album | Loco |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
| The only easy day is yesterday | |
| Go on and pull me underwater | |
| I know you really can't be that blind, son | |
| But I think you think you're that much smarter | |
| It makes it that much more defined | |
| Now cough it up and call your mother | |
| I see you just can't find the time | |
| But time found me without much bother | |
| I saw that boy become a man | |
| He bathed in blood just like his father | |
| And while in golden gloves and gown | |
| He found he wasn't that much smarter | |
| Now what's in you that is your own | |
| Not something you found on the highway | |
| I remember that time so long ago | |
| When you bought your soul and threw a party | |
| Now paint your face, take to the trees | |
| There's more to you than just your cover | |
| You've got them all down on their knees | |
| You've got them fucking one another | |
| You Dj'd blue and you | |
| Dj'd black | |
| So long as they count to a thousand | |
| Now get it on, don't break your back | |
| And don't walk through the public housing | |
| Now, hey, | |
| Dickholder who's your man? | |
| The scraps you catch you past the table | |
| You make it all sound like your plan | |
| But what you'd do to get that label? | |
| I see you're a bitch | |
| Hey come over here baby | |
| Hey, Dickholder who's your man? | |
| The scraps you catch you past the table | |
| You make it all sound like your plan | |
| But what you'd do to get that label? | |
| Dickholder |
| zuo ci : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
| The only easy day is yesterday | |
| Go on and pull me underwater | |
| I know you really can' t be that blind, son | |
| But I think you think you' re that much smarter | |
| It makes it that much more defined | |
| Now cough it up and call your mother | |
| I see you just can' t find the time | |
| But time found me without much bother | |
| I saw that boy become a man | |
| He bathed in blood just like his father | |
| And while in golden gloves and gown | |
| He found he wasn' t that much smarter | |
| Now what' s in you that is your own | |
| Not something you found on the highway | |
| I remember that time so long ago | |
| When you bought your soul and threw a party | |
| Now paint your face, take to the trees | |
| There' s more to you than just your cover | |
| You' ve got them all down on their knees | |
| You' ve got them fucking one another | |
| You Dj' d blue and you | |
| Dj' d black | |
| So long as they count to a thousand | |
| Now get it on, don' t break your back | |
| And don' t walk through the public housing | |
| Now, hey, | |
| Dickholder who' s your man? | |
| The scraps you catch you past the table | |
| You make it all sound like your plan | |
| But what you' d do to get that label? | |
| I see you' re a bitch | |
| Hey come over here baby | |
| Hey, Dickholder who' s your man? | |
| The scraps you catch you past the table | |
| You make it all sound like your plan | |
| But what you' d do to get that label? | |
| Dickholder |
| zuò cí : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
| The only easy day is yesterday | |
| Go on and pull me underwater | |
| I know you really can' t be that blind, son | |
| But I think you think you' re that much smarter | |
| It makes it that much more defined | |
| Now cough it up and call your mother | |
| I see you just can' t find the time | |
| But time found me without much bother | |
| I saw that boy become a man | |
| He bathed in blood just like his father | |
| And while in golden gloves and gown | |
| He found he wasn' t that much smarter | |
| Now what' s in you that is your own | |
| Not something you found on the highway | |
| I remember that time so long ago | |
| When you bought your soul and threw a party | |
| Now paint your face, take to the trees | |
| There' s more to you than just your cover | |
| You' ve got them all down on their knees | |
| You' ve got them fucking one another | |
| You Dj' d blue and you | |
| Dj' d black | |
| So long as they count to a thousand | |
| Now get it on, don' t break your back | |
| And don' t walk through the public housing | |
| Now, hey, | |
| Dickholder who' s your man? | |
| The scraps you catch you past the table | |
| You make it all sound like your plan | |
| But what you' d do to get that label? | |
| I see you' re a bitch | |
| Hey come over here baby | |
| Hey, Dickholder who' s your man? | |
| The scraps you catch you past the table | |
| You make it all sound like your plan | |
| But what you' d do to get that label? | |
| Dickholder |
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