| Song | Young Men Dead |
| Artist | The Black Angels |
| Album | Passover |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : The Black Angels |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : The Black Angels |
| [00:45.416] | Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go. |
| [00:52.679] | Head for the hills pick up steel on your way. |
| [01:00.264] | And when you find a piece of them in your site, |
| [01:07.681] | fire at will,dont you waste no time. |
| [01:15.959] | Another thought of the unaware, |
| [01:24.340] | addiction in disguise. |
| [01:31.909] | With a drop of blood, |
| [01:35.261] | you will take them out,for me. |
| [01:52.279] | Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go. |
| [01:59.644] | Fire for real,yeah shoot to kill with no aim. |
| [02:07.111] | Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow. |
| [02:14.527] | Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow. |
| [02:22.912] | And outta black a figure forms, |
| [02:30.841] | a soldier in the sky. |
| [02:38.307] | With a drop of love, |
| [02:41.863] | trying to set you free. |
| [03:21.332] | Run for the hills,pick up your feet and lets go. |
| [03:28.400] | We did our jobs,pick up speed now lets move. |
| [03:35.976] | The trees can't grow without the sun in their eyes. |
| [03:43.342] | And we can't live if we're too afriad to die. |
| [03:50.759] | Hold on tight,yes hold on tight you're too slow. |
| [04:20.227] | Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind. |
| [04:27.746] | Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : The Black Angels |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : The Black Angels |
| [00:45.416] | Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go. |
| [00:52.679] | Head for the hills pick up steel on your way. |
| [01:00.264] | And when you find a piece of them in your site, |
| [01:07.681] | fire at will, dont you waste no time. |
| [01:15.959] | Another thought of the unaware, |
| [01:24.340] | addiction in disguise. |
| [01:31.909] | With a drop of blood, |
| [01:35.261] | you will take them out, for me. |
| [01:52.279] | Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go. |
| [01:59.644] | Fire for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim. |
| [02:07.111] | Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow. |
| [02:14.527] | Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow. |
| [02:22.912] | And outta black a figure forms, |
| [02:30.841] | a soldier in the sky. |
| [02:38.307] | With a drop of love, |
| [02:41.863] | trying to set you free. |
| [03:21.332] | Run for the hills, pick up your feet and lets go. |
| [03:28.400] | We did our jobs, pick up speed now lets move. |
| [03:35.976] | The trees can' t grow without the sun in their eyes. |
| [03:43.342] | And we can' t live if we' re too afriad to die. |
| [03:50.759] | Hold on tight, yes hold on tight you' re too slow. |
| [04:20.227] | Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind. |
| [04:27.746] | Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : The Black Angels |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : The Black Angels |
| [00:45.416] | Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go. |
| [00:52.679] | Head for the hills pick up steel on your way. |
| [01:00.264] | And when you find a piece of them in your site, |
| [01:07.681] | fire at will, dont you waste no time. |
| [01:15.959] | Another thought of the unaware, |
| [01:24.340] | addiction in disguise. |
| [01:31.909] | With a drop of blood, |
| [01:35.261] | you will take them out, for me. |
| [01:52.279] | Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go. |
| [01:59.644] | Fire for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim. |
| [02:07.111] | Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow. |
| [02:14.527] | Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow. |
| [02:22.912] | And outta black a figure forms, |
| [02:30.841] | a soldier in the sky. |
| [02:38.307] | With a drop of love, |
| [02:41.863] | trying to set you free. |
| [03:21.332] | Run for the hills, pick up your feet and lets go. |
| [03:28.400] | We did our jobs, pick up speed now lets move. |
| [03:35.976] | The trees can' t grow without the sun in their eyes. |
| [03:43.342] | And we can' t live if we' re too afriad to die. |
| [03:50.759] | Hold on tight, yes hold on tight you' re too slow. |
| [04:20.227] | Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind. |
| [04:27.746] | Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads. |