| Song | Nothing But Strangeness |
| Artist | Cunninlynguists |
| Album | Strange Journey, Vol. 1 |
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| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bush, Edh, Lamber, Lundh-Isen ... |
| [00:00.64] | |
| [00:15.99] | Ain't no smellin' what the rose got cookin' |
| [00:17.90] | How many flights just got charged for rebookin'? |
| [00:20.55] | Google Maps, backpacks, wrong routes tookin' |
| [00:23.26] | Yet through all the bullshit, we keep pushin' |
| [00:25.68] | Long as we got sweets that we can keep kush in |
| [00:28.40] | Me and Deac lost like change in seat cushions |
| [00:30.97] | Tryin' to find the right highway, the high way |
| [00:33.81] | Speedin' to catch time, stopped on a dime for |
| [00:36.41] | Five 50 pound turkeys crossin' I-9 |
| [00:38.82] | We lookin' at the weed like we lost our mind |
| [00:41.52] | On the road again, the journey to the unknown again |
| [00:44.22] | Another episode when your supposed to end |
| [00:46.84] | Week after week, test my patience |
| [00:48.93] | Sleep deprivation's the key to miss three destinations |
| [00:51.98] | Passed out, drunk, couldn't speak, every nation's |
| [00:54.56] | Itinerary's missing the week's reservations |
| [00:57.21] | I'll rest my feet where the peeps don't know the Strange |
| [00:59.94] | Lucky I'm a creep and the streets don't know my name |
| [01:02.84] | We've seen so many towns and I got so many memories |
| [01:05.24] | But one comes to mind the first time we hit up Helsinki |
| [01:07.68] | We did the show and hit the after party |
| [01:10.12] | One girl hit the bathroom, I went after, probably |
| [01:12.78] | It was totally destroyed, and I ain't talkin' about the feces |
| [01:15.46] | The toilet was lyin' on the floor in pieces |
| [01:17.86] | She literally shitted in the toilet so hard |
| [01:20.53] | That it split and got obliterated, had to get her load off |
| [03:03.83][02:58.39][02:53.54][02:48.39][01:40.35][01:35.22][01:30.03][01:25.10] | Nothing but strangeness |
| [01:44.27] | We're down in Jozi, South Africa, greet our brethren |
| [01:46.80] | These women got me thinkin' dirty thoughts like I'm Devin |
| [01:49.11] | We night clubbin', all of a sudden I got her hands inside my pants |
| [01:51.73] | Sayin' "White boy, where you'd learn to dance?" |
| [01:54.64] | We're at Adelaide, Australia with our promoter lost |
| [01:56.91] | What's that pill on the pool table? |
| [01:58.70] | That's an E somebody dropped it |
| [01:59.96] | This is two PM |
| [02:01.06] | But I hesitate and he drops it |
| [02:02.47] | Like "I felt like partyin' anyways," aw fuck it |
| [02:05.15] | In the rain, we ran from Miami Hurricanes |
| [02:08.45] | And left lanes on Autobahn lanes |
| [02:10.43] | With foot on the gas, GPS on the dash |
| [02:12.74] | While all the names looked the same on the signs we passed |
| [02:15.72] | We chased beers on Aspen streets |
| [02:17.99] | And caught eyes in Alaska that lasted weeks |
| [02:20.43] | Strippers took my mojo with cheeks in Santa Fe |
| [02:23.30] | And in the Netherlands I was asked to pull Santa's sleigh |
| [02:26.52] | Listen to the gospel according to Suffa |
| [02:28.40] | Every city looks the same lookin' up from the gutter |
| [02:30.85] | So hook me up with another round |
| [02:32.58] | Dude they're lovin' the sound |
| [02:33.69] | So much the groupie's back stage give eachother a pound |
| [02:37.65] | Real recognize real |
| [02:39.17] | And Debris' so hungry on the mechanized wheel |
| [02:41.48] | You got a set of ice ?? |
| [02:42.90] | Leave some chips on the tour bus |
| [02:44.27] | And serenade a beer like "Bitch, just the two of us. |
| ti: | |
| ar: | |
| al: | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bush, Edh, Lamber, LundhIsen ... |
| [00:00.64] | |
| [00:15.99] | Ain' t no smellin' what the rose got cookin' |
| [00:17.90] | How many flights just got charged for rebookin'? |
| [00:20.55] | Google Maps, backpacks, wrong routes tookin' |
| [00:23.26] | Yet through all the bullshit, we keep pushin' |
| [00:25.68] | Long as we got sweets that we can keep kush in |
| [00:28.40] | Me and Deac lost like change in seat cushions |
| [00:30.97] | Tryin' to find the right highway, the high way |
| [00:33.81] | Speedin' to catch time, stopped on a dime for |
| [00:36.41] | Five 50 pound turkeys crossin' I9 |
| [00:38.82] | We lookin' at the weed like we lost our mind |
| [00:41.52] | On the road again, the journey to the unknown again |
| [00:44.22] | Another episode when your supposed to end |
| [00:46.84] | Week after week, test my patience |
| [00:48.93] | Sleep deprivation' s the key to miss three destinations |
| [00:51.98] | Passed out, drunk, couldn' t speak, every nation' s |
| [00:54.56] | Itinerary' s missing the week' s reservations |
| [00:57.21] | I' ll rest my feet where the peeps don' t know the Strange |
| [00:59.94] | Lucky I' m a creep and the streets don' t know my name |
| [01:02.84] | We' ve seen so many towns and I got so many memories |
| [01:05.24] | But one comes to mind the first time we hit up Helsinki |
| [01:07.68] | We did the show and hit the after party |
| [01:10.12] | One girl hit the bathroom, I went after, probably |
| [01:12.78] | It was totally destroyed, and I ain' t talkin' about the feces |
| [01:15.46] | The toilet was lyin' on the floor in pieces |
| [01:17.86] | She literally shitted in the toilet so hard |
| [01:20.53] | That it split and got obliterated, had to get her load off |
| [03:03.83][02:58.39][02:53.54][02:48.39][01:40.35][01:35.22][01:30.03][01:25.10] | Nothing but strangeness |
| [01:44.27] | We' re down in Jozi, South Africa, greet our brethren |
| [01:46.80] | These women got me thinkin' dirty thoughts like I' m Devin |
| [01:49.11] | We night clubbin', all of a sudden I got her hands inside my pants |
| [01:51.73] | Sayin' " White boy, where you' d learn to dance?" |
| [01:54.64] | We' re at Adelaide, Australia with our promoter lost |
| [01:56.91] | What' s that pill on the pool table? |
| [01:58.70] | That' s an E somebody dropped it |
| [01:59.96] | This is two PM |
| [02:01.06] | But I hesitate and he drops it |
| [02:02.47] | Like " I felt like partyin' anyways," aw fuck it |
| [02:05.15] | In the rain, we ran from Miami Hurricanes |
| [02:08.45] | And left lanes on Autobahn lanes |
| [02:10.43] | With foot on the gas, GPS on the dash |
| [02:12.74] | While all the names looked the same on the signs we passed |
| [02:15.72] | We chased beers on Aspen streets |
| [02:17.99] | And caught eyes in Alaska that lasted weeks |
| [02:20.43] | Strippers took my mojo with cheeks in Santa Fe |
| [02:23.30] | And in the Netherlands I was asked to pull Santa' s sleigh |
| [02:26.52] | Listen to the gospel according to Suffa |
| [02:28.40] | Every city looks the same lookin' up from the gutter |
| [02:30.85] | So hook me up with another round |
| [02:32.58] | Dude they' re lovin' the sound |
| [02:33.69] | So much the groupie' s back stage give eachother a pound |
| [02:37.65] | Real recognize real |
| [02:39.17] | And Debris' so hungry on the mechanized wheel |
| [02:41.48] | You got a set of ice ?? |
| [02:42.90] | Leave some chips on the tour bus |
| [02:44.27] | And serenade a beer like " Bitch, just the two of us. |