Song | Barbarossa |
Artist | Sex Gang Children |
Album | Medea |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sex Gang | |
Change is coming for the Brothers who organise our masturbation | |
Blessed with tears you see my dears | |
We still breed in praise of lemmings | |
So practice on your suicide six or seven times | |
Everyday, alienation | |
Kiss the Union Jack said Captain Cash | |
And burn me with your mouth | |
I'm fantasy for the war with kings | |
For I have found my terrible beauty | |
This golden law has a silver smile | |
Wear my shoe-shine out of style | |
Let loose Barbarossa | |
He always living like an animal | |
Let loose Barbarossa | |
Unleash my hysteria | |
You destroy my conversation | |
Then I'm restless for an empire | |
For history re-wrote my victory | |
But history is one big shithouse | |
So wear my shoe-shine with a smile | |
All my dreams were hard-ons | |
Sky-scraper limbs and giant desires | |
But morality will exist in me | |
When I am free to fight the reptiles | |
So if poverty stinks, then so do I | |
It's a donkey drive | |
And my hate-crusade is running wild | |
With asthma fate, angina child | |
Tell them I shall languish, suffer and die! | |
Let loose Barbarossa! |
zuo ci : Sex Gang | |
Change is coming for the Brothers who organise our masturbation | |
Blessed with tears you see my dears | |
We still breed in praise of lemmings | |
So practice on your suicide six or seven times | |
Everyday, alienation | |
Kiss the Union Jack said Captain Cash | |
And burn me with your mouth | |
I' m fantasy for the war with kings | |
For I have found my terrible beauty | |
This golden law has a silver smile | |
Wear my shoeshine out of style | |
Let loose Barbarossa | |
He always living like an animal | |
Let loose Barbarossa | |
Unleash my hysteria | |
You destroy my conversation | |
Then I' m restless for an empire | |
For history rewrote my victory | |
But history is one big shithouse | |
So wear my shoeshine with a smile | |
All my dreams were hardons | |
Skyscraper limbs and giant desires | |
But morality will exist in me | |
When I am free to fight the reptiles | |
So if poverty stinks, then so do I | |
It' s a donkey drive | |
And my hatecrusade is running wild | |
With asthma fate, angina child | |
Tell them I shall languish, suffer and die! | |
Let loose Barbarossa! |
zuò cí : Sex Gang | |
Change is coming for the Brothers who organise our masturbation | |
Blessed with tears you see my dears | |
We still breed in praise of lemmings | |
So practice on your suicide six or seven times | |
Everyday, alienation | |
Kiss the Union Jack said Captain Cash | |
And burn me with your mouth | |
I' m fantasy for the war with kings | |
For I have found my terrible beauty | |
This golden law has a silver smile | |
Wear my shoeshine out of style | |
Let loose Barbarossa | |
He always living like an animal | |
Let loose Barbarossa | |
Unleash my hysteria | |
You destroy my conversation | |
Then I' m restless for an empire | |
For history rewrote my victory | |
But history is one big shithouse | |
So wear my shoeshine with a smile | |
All my dreams were hardons | |
Skyscraper limbs and giant desires | |
But morality will exist in me | |
When I am free to fight the reptiles | |
So if poverty stinks, then so do I | |
It' s a donkey drive | |
And my hatecrusade is running wild | |
With asthma fate, angina child | |
Tell them I shall languish, suffer and die! | |
Let loose Barbarossa! |