Song | Cajun Hell |
Artist | Exodus |
Album | Good Friendly Violent Fun |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Exodus | |
Down in the bayou where the alligators roam | |
Live some people, you leave them alone | |
Getting lost may be your last mistake | |
Unfriendly strangers, unkindly they take | |
Living off the fat of the land | |
They hold their justice in the palm of their hand | |
Lay down your gun and surrender quiet | |
Or there's gonna be a Cajun riot | |
Danger in the swamp, that waits for you | |
There's nothing left that you can do | |
Better watch your back, for the vicious attack | |
'Cause they'll be looking for you | |
Playing with your life, for your life is too short | |
Pain is too good for you | |
Your last breath, is all you have left | |
Take it before you're doomed | |
Cajun hell | |
Before you're doomed | |
Raising hell, and they're ready for fighting | |
Huntin' gators and drinking white lightning | |
Brewin' moonshine at a still in the swamp | |
Playing Creole from dusk until dawn | |
Protect their own is the law of the land | |
Mess with their law it will get out of hand | |
Keep it in mind if you're ever down there | |
It might be fatal, you better beware |
zuo ci : Exodus | |
Down in the bayou where the alligators roam | |
Live some people, you leave them alone | |
Getting lost may be your last mistake | |
Unfriendly strangers, unkindly they take | |
Living off the fat of the land | |
They hold their justice in the palm of their hand | |
Lay down your gun and surrender quiet | |
Or there' s gonna be a Cajun riot | |
Danger in the swamp, that waits for you | |
There' s nothing left that you can do | |
Better watch your back, for the vicious attack | |
' Cause they' ll be looking for you | |
Playing with your life, for your life is too short | |
Pain is too good for you | |
Your last breath, is all you have left | |
Take it before you' re doomed | |
Cajun hell | |
Before you' re doomed | |
Raising hell, and they' re ready for fighting | |
Huntin' gators and drinking white lightning | |
Brewin' moonshine at a still in the swamp | |
Playing Creole from dusk until dawn | |
Protect their own is the law of the land | |
Mess with their law it will get out of hand | |
Keep it in mind if you' re ever down there | |
It might be fatal, you better beware |
zuò cí : Exodus | |
Down in the bayou where the alligators roam | |
Live some people, you leave them alone | |
Getting lost may be your last mistake | |
Unfriendly strangers, unkindly they take | |
Living off the fat of the land | |
They hold their justice in the palm of their hand | |
Lay down your gun and surrender quiet | |
Or there' s gonna be a Cajun riot | |
Danger in the swamp, that waits for you | |
There' s nothing left that you can do | |
Better watch your back, for the vicious attack | |
' Cause they' ll be looking for you | |
Playing with your life, for your life is too short | |
Pain is too good for you | |
Your last breath, is all you have left | |
Take it before you' re doomed | |
Cajun hell | |
Before you' re doomed | |
Raising hell, and they' re ready for fighting | |
Huntin' gators and drinking white lightning | |
Brewin' moonshine at a still in the swamp | |
Playing Creole from dusk until dawn | |
Protect their own is the law of the land | |
Mess with their law it will get out of hand | |
Keep it in mind if you' re ever down there | |
It might be fatal, you better beware |