Song | Microwave Made |
Artist | Royal Trux |
Album | Sweet Sixteen |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hagerty, Herrema | |
She's got juice ripe and ready | |
Soaking her sleeve | |
It's good to sleep when you need an answer | |
Ready to receive | |
I wasn't looking at the mountain | |
When I burned my hand on the stove | |
I don't want to sell death short | |
But life is starting to take hold | |
(chorus) | |
We can stay for a couple days | |
Maybe make a few friends | |
If the price of time is right | |
We'll end up owning it again | |
From jackshit southern Indiana | |
To the Cascade Mountain range | |
I passed her up on the interstate | |
The model of her car had changed | |
It was old but she looked pretty in it | |
Turning her head to right the land | |
I knew we'd meet her once again | |
She looked like she was in command | |
(chorus) | |
Hanging in a ditch behind court two | |
With the dandelion grass and clover | |
Cracking back the hours slowly | |
To erase the longing doubts | |
Before the veil is closed, gonna get out | |
Before the veil is closed, gonna get out | |
Gonna get out before the veil is closed | |
Burnt black spraycan lay in state | |
I'd used it to write my name | |
Like a Texas lamb anticipating the clear left lane | |
Now I'm going to take from you the apple | |
And give back something more then food | |
But first you gotta promise you're gonna share it | |
Even though it feels this good | |
(chorus) |
zuo ci : Hagerty, Herrema | |
She' s got juice ripe and ready | |
Soaking her sleeve | |
It' s good to sleep when you need an answer | |
Ready to receive | |
I wasn' t looking at the mountain | |
When I burned my hand on the stove | |
I don' t want to sell death short | |
But life is starting to take hold | |
chorus | |
We can stay for a couple days | |
Maybe make a few friends | |
If the price of time is right | |
We' ll end up owning it again | |
From jackshit southern Indiana | |
To the Cascade Mountain range | |
I passed her up on the interstate | |
The model of her car had changed | |
It was old but she looked pretty in it | |
Turning her head to right the land | |
I knew we' d meet her once again | |
She looked like she was in command | |
chorus | |
Hanging in a ditch behind court two | |
With the dandelion grass and clover | |
Cracking back the hours slowly | |
To erase the longing doubts | |
Before the veil is closed, gonna get out | |
Before the veil is closed, gonna get out | |
Gonna get out before the veil is closed | |
Burnt black spraycan lay in state | |
I' d used it to write my name | |
Like a Texas lamb anticipating the clear left lane | |
Now I' m going to take from you the apple | |
And give back something more then food | |
But first you gotta promise you' re gonna share it | |
Even though it feels this good | |
chorus |
zuò cí : Hagerty, Herrema | |
She' s got juice ripe and ready | |
Soaking her sleeve | |
It' s good to sleep when you need an answer | |
Ready to receive | |
I wasn' t looking at the mountain | |
When I burned my hand on the stove | |
I don' t want to sell death short | |
But life is starting to take hold | |
chorus | |
We can stay for a couple days | |
Maybe make a few friends | |
If the price of time is right | |
We' ll end up owning it again | |
From jackshit southern Indiana | |
To the Cascade Mountain range | |
I passed her up on the interstate | |
The model of her car had changed | |
It was old but she looked pretty in it | |
Turning her head to right the land | |
I knew we' d meet her once again | |
She looked like she was in command | |
chorus | |
Hanging in a ditch behind court two | |
With the dandelion grass and clover | |
Cracking back the hours slowly | |
To erase the longing doubts | |
Before the veil is closed, gonna get out | |
Before the veil is closed, gonna get out | |
Gonna get out before the veil is closed | |
Burnt black spraycan lay in state | |
I' d used it to write my name | |
Like a Texas lamb anticipating the clear left lane | |
Now I' m going to take from you the apple | |
And give back something more then food | |
But first you gotta promise you' re gonna share it | |
Even though it feels this good | |
chorus |