Song | After We Shot the Grizzly |
Artist | The Handsome Family |
Album | Last Days of Wonder |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sparks, Sparks | |
After the airship crashed | |
After we lost the compass | |
After the radio went dead | |
We shot and ate the horses | |
We marched through deadly swamps | |
Inside a limestone cave | |
I found a human skull | |
Yes, Mary, I found a human skull | |
The captain caught a fever | |
We tied him to a tree | |
We stared into the fire | |
And tried not to hear his screams | |
I killed a tiny antelope | |
Not scared by my approach | |
We turned it over dying flames | |
Ass we huddled in the gloam | |
Yes Mary, we huddled in the gloam | |
We built a raft from skin and bones | |
Only five could safely float | |
The others stood upon the shore | |
They screamed and threw sharp stones | |
Yes Mary, they threw the sharpest stones | |
But how the sea did spin us | |
How the waves did roar | |
The captain jumped into the storm | |
Then we were but four | |
One by one we chose our straws | |
Till only I remained | |
But Mary you are with me now | |
All around me in the waves | |
Yes Mary, you are in the waves |
zuo ci : Sparks, Sparks | |
After the airship crashed | |
After we lost the compass | |
After the radio went dead | |
We shot and ate the horses | |
We marched through deadly swamps | |
Inside a limestone cave | |
I found a human skull | |
Yes, Mary, I found a human skull | |
The captain caught a fever | |
We tied him to a tree | |
We stared into the fire | |
And tried not to hear his screams | |
I killed a tiny antelope | |
Not scared by my approach | |
We turned it over dying flames | |
Ass we huddled in the gloam | |
Yes Mary, we huddled in the gloam | |
We built a raft from skin and bones | |
Only five could safely float | |
The others stood upon the shore | |
They screamed and threw sharp stones | |
Yes Mary, they threw the sharpest stones | |
But how the sea did spin us | |
How the waves did roar | |
The captain jumped into the storm | |
Then we were but four | |
One by one we chose our straws | |
Till only I remained | |
But Mary you are with me now | |
All around me in the waves | |
Yes Mary, you are in the waves |
zuò cí : Sparks, Sparks | |
After the airship crashed | |
After we lost the compass | |
After the radio went dead | |
We shot and ate the horses | |
We marched through deadly swamps | |
Inside a limestone cave | |
I found a human skull | |
Yes, Mary, I found a human skull | |
The captain caught a fever | |
We tied him to a tree | |
We stared into the fire | |
And tried not to hear his screams | |
I killed a tiny antelope | |
Not scared by my approach | |
We turned it over dying flames | |
Ass we huddled in the gloam | |
Yes Mary, we huddled in the gloam | |
We built a raft from skin and bones | |
Only five could safely float | |
The others stood upon the shore | |
They screamed and threw sharp stones | |
Yes Mary, they threw the sharpest stones | |
But how the sea did spin us | |
How the waves did roar | |
The captain jumped into the storm | |
Then we were but four | |
One by one we chose our straws | |
Till only I remained | |
But Mary you are with me now | |
All around me in the waves | |
Yes Mary, you are in the waves |