Song | G.I. Joe |
Artist | Melvins |
Album | The Crybaby |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Patton, Rutmanis | |
At easy, men | |
Your brain's in your palm again | |
Yay, yay | |
You'll do no harm, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? | |
In the boot camp of my soul | |
In my boots I've dugged a hole | |
And see I'm a P.O.W. whore | |
Bow my head and salute the crowd | |
Together we'll beat this redneck town | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? | |
You've blown mine | |
Stuck in his heart, yeah | |
Yay, yay | |
Don't think too long, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Yay | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Shoot my eyes all full of lead | |
'cause my liver is thin like bread | |
And I faint when I see red | |
Without this camouflage I'm dead | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? (X7) | |
G.I. Joe | |
G.I. Joe | |
At easy, men | |
Your brain's in your palm again | |
Yay, yay | |
You'll do no harm, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? | |
In the boot camp of my soul | |
In my boots I've dugged a hole | |
And see I'm a P.O.W. whore | |
Bow my head and salute the crowd | |
Together we'll beat this redneck town | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? | |
You've blown mine | |
Stuck in his heart, yeah | |
Yay, yay | |
Don't think too long, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Yay | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Shoot my eyes all full of lead | |
'cause my liver is thin like bread | |
And I faint when I see red | |
Without this camouflage I'm dead | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G.I. Joe? (X7) | |
G.I. Joe | |
G.I. Joe |
zuo ci : Patton, Rutmanis | |
At easy, men | |
Your brain' s in your palm again | |
Yay, yay | |
You' ll do no harm, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
In the boot camp of my soul | |
In my boots I' ve dugged a hole | |
And see I' m a P. O. W. whore | |
Bow my head and salute the crowd | |
Together we' ll beat this redneck town | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
You' ve blown mine | |
Stuck in his heart, yeah | |
Yay, yay | |
Don' t think too long, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Yay | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Shoot my eyes all full of lead | |
' cause my liver is thin like bread | |
And I faint when I see red | |
Without this camouflage I' m dead | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? X7 | |
G. I. Joe | |
G. I. Joe | |
At easy, men | |
Your brain' s in your palm again | |
Yay, yay | |
You' ll do no harm, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
In the boot camp of my soul | |
In my boots I' ve dugged a hole | |
And see I' m a P. O. W. whore | |
Bow my head and salute the crowd | |
Together we' ll beat this redneck town | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
You' ve blown mine | |
Stuck in his heart, yeah | |
Yay, yay | |
Don' t think too long, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Yay | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Shoot my eyes all full of lead | |
' cause my liver is thin like bread | |
And I faint when I see red | |
Without this camouflage I' m dead | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? X7 | |
G. I. Joe | |
G. I. Joe |
zuò cí : Patton, Rutmanis | |
At easy, men | |
Your brain' s in your palm again | |
Yay, yay | |
You' ll do no harm, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
In the boot camp of my soul | |
In my boots I' ve dugged a hole | |
And see I' m a P. O. W. whore | |
Bow my head and salute the crowd | |
Together we' ll beat this redneck town | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
You' ve blown mine | |
Stuck in his heart, yeah | |
Yay, yay | |
Don' t think too long, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Yay | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Shoot my eyes all full of lead | |
' cause my liver is thin like bread | |
And I faint when I see red | |
Without this camouflage I' m dead | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? X7 | |
G. I. Joe | |
G. I. Joe | |
At easy, men | |
Your brain' s in your palm again | |
Yay, yay | |
You' ll do no harm, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
In the boot camp of my soul | |
In my boots I' ve dugged a hole | |
And see I' m a P. O. W. whore | |
Bow my head and salute the crowd | |
Together we' ll beat this redneck town | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? | |
You' ve blown mine | |
Stuck in his heart, yeah | |
Yay, yay | |
Don' t think too long, my friend | |
Yay, yay | |
Yay | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Ahaaahaa | |
Shoot my eyes all full of lead | |
' cause my liver is thin like bread | |
And I faint when I see red | |
Without this camouflage I' m dead | |
Pull the pin and blow me cold | |
Will you be my G. I. Joe? X7 | |
G. I. Joe | |
G. I. Joe |