Song | Mister Manson |
Artist | Klaatu |
Album | Sir Army Suit |
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作词 : Long | |
Mister Manson | |
(Dee Long) | |
He looks at the girls with his evil eye | |
Makes them wish they was someplace else | |
He'll twist their thoughts with his pretty words | |
Make them ... extensions of himself | |
He's the reincarnation of Hitler | |
The daughter of the devil all right! | |
Tell me won't you Mister Manson | |
Do you sleep at night? | |
Well he'd like to melt your mind with hydrochloric | |
Acid in little pill | |
He'll take a thing called love and make you hate it | |
And claim to cure your ills | |
He took the madness of a generation | |
And made them madder still. | |
Tell me won't you Mister Leary | |
Keep your little pills. | |
He'll fill you with his empty statements | |
Directed to a fool | |
Then he'll ignore his own unending speeches | |
And bend the golden rule | |
In the name of god he'll tell you | |
That he's better than all the rest | |
Let me tell you Mister Preacher | |
Jesus has been and left. | |
Let me tell you Mister Manson | |
Jesus has been and left. |
zuo ci : Long | |
Mister Manson | |
Dee Long | |
He looks at the girls with his evil eye | |
Makes them wish they was someplace else | |
He' ll twist their thoughts with his pretty words | |
Make them ... extensions of himself | |
He' s the reincarnation of Hitler | |
The daughter of the devil all right! | |
Tell me won' t you Mister Manson | |
Do you sleep at night? | |
Well he' d like to melt your mind with hydrochloric | |
Acid in little pill | |
He' ll take a thing called love and make you hate it | |
And claim to cure your ills | |
He took the madness of a generation | |
And made them madder still. | |
Tell me won' t you Mister Leary | |
Keep your little pills. | |
He' ll fill you with his empty statements | |
Directed to a fool | |
Then he' ll ignore his own unending speeches | |
And bend the golden rule | |
In the name of god he' ll tell you | |
That he' s better than all the rest | |
Let me tell you Mister Preacher | |
Jesus has been and left. | |
Let me tell you Mister Manson | |
Jesus has been and left. |
zuò cí : Long | |
Mister Manson | |
Dee Long | |
He looks at the girls with his evil eye | |
Makes them wish they was someplace else | |
He' ll twist their thoughts with his pretty words | |
Make them ... extensions of himself | |
He' s the reincarnation of Hitler | |
The daughter of the devil all right! | |
Tell me won' t you Mister Manson | |
Do you sleep at night? | |
Well he' d like to melt your mind with hydrochloric | |
Acid in little pill | |
He' ll take a thing called love and make you hate it | |
And claim to cure your ills | |
He took the madness of a generation | |
And made them madder still. | |
Tell me won' t you Mister Leary | |
Keep your little pills. | |
He' ll fill you with his empty statements | |
Directed to a fool | |
Then he' ll ignore his own unending speeches | |
And bend the golden rule | |
In the name of god he' ll tell you | |
That he' s better than all the rest | |
Let me tell you Mister Preacher | |
Jesus has been and left. | |
Let me tell you Mister Manson | |
Jesus has been and left. |