Solo Adultos Lyrics
| Song | Solo Adultos |
| Artist | Marc Almond |
| Album | Vermin in Ermine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Almond | |
| The cops had the boys | |
| Up against the car | |
| Down santa monica boulevard | |
| Baby food for the rich and sick | |
| Thank la for spawning it | |
| High pile hair | |
| Low slung breasts | |
| The big hung boy | |
| The deep cut dress | |
| Ran a chicken ranch | |
| For a guy named tex | |
| Didn't know who tex | |
| Would bring home next | |
| One from a slum | |
| One who was a bum | |
| One on the run | |
| And somebody's son | |
| One whose mother was in on the kick | |
| Baby food for the rich and sick | |
| There's cops at the hatch | |
| But she doesn't even hear | |
| She's too busy practising santeria | |
| Oh chango chango | |
| Oh chango chango | |
| Chango chango won't you bring me luck | |
| Plenty of money | |
| Oh yes! and a little bit of love | |
| Trussed up tight | |
| On a mattress of thorns | |
| Four limbs tied to the corner of the bed | |
| Mummy's goodbyes ringing in my head | |
| Mummy's goodbyes ringing in my head | |
| Goodbye, goodbye | |
| There's someone at the till | |
| And someone at the tools | |
| Hot brand iron | |
| And a collar of steel | |
| Somebody put my name on a runaway list | |
| I never thought i'd get caught like this | |
| She's down below at a coconut shrine | |
| Cryin' chango chango won't you bring me a man | |
| A man who is clean | |
| Who never acts mean | |
| And you know where he's been | |
| Someone from a dream that is | |
| Someone who'll take me away from here | |
| Me! the finest madame in mexico city | |
| Being den mother in a nursery | |
| I'd like to put them out of their misery | |
| But a gun to the temple don't seem like me | |
| I'd like to put them out of their misery | |
| But a gun to the temple don't seem like me |
| zuo ci : Almond | |
| The cops had the boys | |
| Up against the car | |
| Down santa monica boulevard | |
| Baby food for the rich and sick | |
| Thank la for spawning it | |
| High pile hair | |
| Low slung breasts | |
| The big hung boy | |
| The deep cut dress | |
| Ran a chicken ranch | |
| For a guy named tex | |
| Didn' t know who tex | |
| Would bring home next | |
| One from a slum | |
| One who was a bum | |
| One on the run | |
| And somebody' s son | |
| One whose mother was in on the kick | |
| Baby food for the rich and sick | |
| There' s cops at the hatch | |
| But she doesn' t even hear | |
| She' s too busy practising santeria | |
| Oh chango chango | |
| Oh chango chango | |
| Chango chango won' t you bring me luck | |
| Plenty of money | |
| Oh yes! and a little bit of love | |
| Trussed up tight | |
| On a mattress of thorns | |
| Four limbs tied to the corner of the bed | |
| Mummy' s goodbyes ringing in my head | |
| Mummy' s goodbyes ringing in my head | |
| Goodbye, goodbye | |
| There' s someone at the till | |
| And someone at the tools | |
| Hot brand iron | |
| And a collar of steel | |
| Somebody put my name on a runaway list | |
| I never thought i' d get caught like this | |
| She' s down below at a coconut shrine | |
| Cryin' chango chango won' t you bring me a man | |
| A man who is clean | |
| Who never acts mean | |
| And you know where he' s been | |
| Someone from a dream that is | |
| Someone who' ll take me away from here | |
| Me! the finest madame in mexico city | |
| Being den mother in a nursery | |
| I' d like to put them out of their misery | |
| But a gun to the temple don' t seem like me | |
| I' d like to put them out of their misery | |
| But a gun to the temple don' t seem like me |
| zuò cí : Almond | |
| The cops had the boys | |
| Up against the car | |
| Down santa monica boulevard | |
| Baby food for the rich and sick | |
| Thank la for spawning it | |
| High pile hair | |
| Low slung breasts | |
| The big hung boy | |
| The deep cut dress | |
| Ran a chicken ranch | |
| For a guy named tex | |
| Didn' t know who tex | |
| Would bring home next | |
| One from a slum | |
| One who was a bum | |
| One on the run | |
| And somebody' s son | |
| One whose mother was in on the kick | |
| Baby food for the rich and sick | |
| There' s cops at the hatch | |
| But she doesn' t even hear | |
| She' s too busy practising santeria | |
| Oh chango chango | |
| Oh chango chango | |
| Chango chango won' t you bring me luck | |
| Plenty of money | |
| Oh yes! and a little bit of love | |
| Trussed up tight | |
| On a mattress of thorns | |
| Four limbs tied to the corner of the bed | |
| Mummy' s goodbyes ringing in my head | |
| Mummy' s goodbyes ringing in my head | |
| Goodbye, goodbye | |
| There' s someone at the till | |
| And someone at the tools | |
| Hot brand iron | |
| And a collar of steel | |
| Somebody put my name on a runaway list | |
| I never thought i' d get caught like this | |
| She' s down below at a coconut shrine | |
| Cryin' chango chango won' t you bring me a man | |
| A man who is clean | |
| Who never acts mean | |
| And you know where he' s been | |
| Someone from a dream that is | |
| Someone who' ll take me away from here | |
| Me! the finest madame in mexico city | |
| Being den mother in a nursery | |
| I' d like to put them out of their misery | |
| But a gun to the temple don' t seem like me | |
| I' d like to put them out of their misery | |
| But a gun to the temple don' t seem like me |
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