Song | The Rockabye |
Artist | Revolting Cocks |
Album | Linger Ficken' Good... |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Revolting Cocks | |
Do or die, it's a rockabye | |
Come on over mine tonight | |
Get your filthy hands off my ice cream | |
Put your filthy mind in my hands | |
When you open your mouth it's a smokescreen | |
And nobody understands | |
And I can see you through my windows | |
Collecting dirt outside | |
Spinning in circles with feathers and bones | |
Diseased and paralyzed | |
Do or die... | |
I licked my way to heaven | |
I broke my arms for worse | |
I want to go where fever flows | |
And spiders go to church | |
Barking up the wrong leg | |
Spitting at your friends | |
Your filthy hands forever stained | |
The rockabye defends | |
Do or die... | |
Do or die, it's a rockabye | |
Roll on over mine tonight |
zuo ci : Revolting Cocks | |
Do or die, it' s a rockabye | |
Come on over mine tonight | |
Get your filthy hands off my ice cream | |
Put your filthy mind in my hands | |
When you open your mouth it' s a smokescreen | |
And nobody understands | |
And I can see you through my windows | |
Collecting dirt outside | |
Spinning in circles with feathers and bones | |
Diseased and paralyzed | |
Do or die... | |
I licked my way to heaven | |
I broke my arms for worse | |
I want to go where fever flows | |
And spiders go to church | |
Barking up the wrong leg | |
Spitting at your friends | |
Your filthy hands forever stained | |
The rockabye defends | |
Do or die... | |
Do or die, it' s a rockabye | |
Roll on over mine tonight |
zuò cí : Revolting Cocks | |
Do or die, it' s a rockabye | |
Come on over mine tonight | |
Get your filthy hands off my ice cream | |
Put your filthy mind in my hands | |
When you open your mouth it' s a smokescreen | |
And nobody understands | |
And I can see you through my windows | |
Collecting dirt outside | |
Spinning in circles with feathers and bones | |
Diseased and paralyzed | |
Do or die... | |
I licked my way to heaven | |
I broke my arms for worse | |
I want to go where fever flows | |
And spiders go to church | |
Barking up the wrong leg | |
Spitting at your friends | |
Your filthy hands forever stained | |
The rockabye defends | |
Do or die... | |
Do or die, it' s a rockabye | |
Roll on over mine tonight |