Song | Advertisement (Another Intentional Irrelevant Suicide) |
Artist | Roy Harper |
Album | Whatever Happened to Jugula |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Harper | |
I get up and I walk across the room | |
I get to the door - I've been there before | |
Wondering what I got up for | |
When all of a certain I remember | |
What I was going to say to you | |
Standing there watching my member | |
Hanging there squirting the loo | |
I'm really stoned | |
I'm really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I'm really stoned | |
I sit down on the phone I get the urge | |
To dump yesterday, flush it away | |
I hope the force is still with me | |
When sure enough the door flies off it's hinges | |
And there stands P.C. Bill Identikit | |
Saying "I've got trouble finding where I'm going | |
"Coz my backside is very badly lit | |
"Hello, hello, hello | |
"My bloody head no longer seems to fit | |
"Hello, hello, hello | |
"And you're under arrest... | |
...and...'ello?" | |
I'm really stoned | |
I'm really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I'm really stoned | |
So come on, let go | |
Let your feelings show | |
There's something inside you | |
The person beside you really needs to know | |
Come on, change your mind | |
You never know what you might find | |
Break out the rizlas | |
And roll up a place to unwind | |
Well you can bust me once | |
You can bust me twice | |
But you'd have to top me | |
To finally stop me from loading my dice | |
'Coz I'm really stoned | |
I'm really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I'm really stoned | |
(Joan bakewell) Tart |
zuo ci : Harper | |
I get up and I walk across the room | |
I get to the door I' ve been there before | |
Wondering what I got up for | |
When all of a certain I remember | |
What I was going to say to you | |
Standing there watching my member | |
Hanging there squirting the loo | |
I' m really stoned | |
I' m really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I' m really stoned | |
I sit down on the phone I get the urge | |
To dump yesterday, flush it away | |
I hope the force is still with me | |
When sure enough the door flies off it' s hinges | |
And there stands P. C. Bill Identikit | |
Saying " I' ve got trouble finding where I' m going | |
" Coz my backside is very badly lit | |
" Hello, hello, hello | |
" My bloody head no longer seems to fit | |
" Hello, hello, hello | |
" And you' re under arrest... | |
... and...' ello?" | |
I' m really stoned | |
I' m really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I' m really stoned | |
So come on, let go | |
Let your feelings show | |
There' s something inside you | |
The person beside you really needs to know | |
Come on, change your mind | |
You never know what you might find | |
Break out the rizlas | |
And roll up a place to unwind | |
Well you can bust me once | |
You can bust me twice | |
But you' d have to top me | |
To finally stop me from loading my dice | |
' Coz I' m really stoned | |
I' m really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I' m really stoned | |
Joan bakewell Tart |
zuò cí : Harper | |
I get up and I walk across the room | |
I get to the door I' ve been there before | |
Wondering what I got up for | |
When all of a certain I remember | |
What I was going to say to you | |
Standing there watching my member | |
Hanging there squirting the loo | |
I' m really stoned | |
I' m really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I' m really stoned | |
I sit down on the phone I get the urge | |
To dump yesterday, flush it away | |
I hope the force is still with me | |
When sure enough the door flies off it' s hinges | |
And there stands P. C. Bill Identikit | |
Saying " I' ve got trouble finding where I' m going | |
" Coz my backside is very badly lit | |
" Hello, hello, hello | |
" My bloody head no longer seems to fit | |
" Hello, hello, hello | |
" And you' re under arrest... | |
... and...' ello?" | |
I' m really stoned | |
I' m really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I' m really stoned | |
So come on, let go | |
Let your feelings show | |
There' s something inside you | |
The person beside you really needs to know | |
Come on, change your mind | |
You never know what you might find | |
Break out the rizlas | |
And roll up a place to unwind | |
Well you can bust me once | |
You can bust me twice | |
But you' d have to top me | |
To finally stop me from loading my dice | |
' Coz I' m really stoned | |
I' m really stoned | |
Permanently out my bone | |
I' m really stoned | |
Joan bakewell Tart |