Song | Rubber Crutch |
Artist | Mordred |
Album | The Next Room |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kimball, Mordred | |
Turn around, not looking at me kindly | |
View me as a party to be shamed | |
Pour me out, fill the moat so dear to your mama | |
Pray aloud for a lamb to lead astray | |
Lies and warnings | |
Greying men, wringing hands | |
Lies and warnings | |
All the heads are in the sand | |
Gravity - tore the door so slowly | |
In position - for a speedy escape | |
Stare - I've stared for an hour or more | |
How much longer will it take? | |
Lies and warnings | |
Greying men, wringing hands | |
Lies and warnings | |
All the heads are in the sand | |
Is there a reason that compels you to avow? | |
You've got to squander your days | |
I know you're worried for my eternal soul | |
But mama, I don't want to stay | |
[Solo] | |
Lies and warnings | |
Idiots, Uncle Sam | |
Lies and warnings | |
Let them show you to the promised land | |
Is there a reason not to turn the corner 'round | |
Must we piss away the day? | |
I know you're worried for my eternal soul | |
But mama I just want to play | |
Is this the way that you will murder your mind | |
The lie on which you depend? | |
There's lots of people that you can't stand... | |
Ride up to the end | |
Ride up to the end | |
Ride up to the end |
zuo qu : Kimball, Mordred | |
Turn around, not looking at me kindly | |
View me as a party to be shamed | |
Pour me out, fill the moat so dear to your mama | |
Pray aloud for a lamb to lead astray | |
Lies and warnings | |
Greying men, wringing hands | |
Lies and warnings | |
All the heads are in the sand | |
Gravity tore the door so slowly | |
In position for a speedy escape | |
Stare I' ve stared for an hour or more | |
How much longer will it take? | |
Lies and warnings | |
Greying men, wringing hands | |
Lies and warnings | |
All the heads are in the sand | |
Is there a reason that compels you to avow? | |
You' ve got to squander your days | |
I know you' re worried for my eternal soul | |
But mama, I don' t want to stay | |
Solo | |
Lies and warnings | |
Idiots, Uncle Sam | |
Lies and warnings | |
Let them show you to the promised land | |
Is there a reason not to turn the corner ' round | |
Must we piss away the day? | |
I know you' re worried for my eternal soul | |
But mama I just want to play | |
Is this the way that you will murder your mind | |
The lie on which you depend? | |
There' s lots of people that you can' t stand... | |
Ride up to the end | |
Ride up to the end | |
Ride up to the end |
zuò qǔ : Kimball, Mordred | |
Turn around, not looking at me kindly | |
View me as a party to be shamed | |
Pour me out, fill the moat so dear to your mama | |
Pray aloud for a lamb to lead astray | |
Lies and warnings | |
Greying men, wringing hands | |
Lies and warnings | |
All the heads are in the sand | |
Gravity tore the door so slowly | |
In position for a speedy escape | |
Stare I' ve stared for an hour or more | |
How much longer will it take? | |
Lies and warnings | |
Greying men, wringing hands | |
Lies and warnings | |
All the heads are in the sand | |
Is there a reason that compels you to avow? | |
You' ve got to squander your days | |
I know you' re worried for my eternal soul | |
But mama, I don' t want to stay | |
Solo | |
Lies and warnings | |
Idiots, Uncle Sam | |
Lies and warnings | |
Let them show you to the promised land | |
Is there a reason not to turn the corner ' round | |
Must we piss away the day? | |
I know you' re worried for my eternal soul | |
But mama I just want to play | |
Is this the way that you will murder your mind | |
The lie on which you depend? | |
There' s lots of people that you can' t stand... | |
Ride up to the end | |
Ride up to the end | |
Ride up to the end |