| 作词 : Alexander Gow | |
| 作曲 : Alexander Gow | |
| I'm a dying pooch, you ought to put me down | |
| I turned a sickly shade of grey while other guys got brown | |
| Some people said I was good, other people said I was great | |
| I met the governor of California, I called him mate | |
| And he kicked me straight in the guts man | |
| He's got me dragging my feet man | |
| I had the clowns, I had the horses, had the pigeons too | |
| I had the whole damn circus promise my debut | |
| Then I called for the doctor said oh how my head aches | |
| He said the birds just go crazy for that dead beat taste | |
| I got the black bird baby picking in my brains | |
| I sold my soul to the devil, but the devil don't pay | |
| I got the fever foxy mama used to make me feel good | |
| But that same fever baby don't make me feel like it should | |
| Now there's a woman before me, I guess my luck has changed | |
| I try to give her what she wants, but my will has been broken | |
| Had it all planned out, I drew the map in the sand | |
| Then the hurricane hit, now I'm in hostile land | |
| Things are going pretty bad, I guess they can only get worse | |
| I got sent to Jesus freaks and all I need is a nurse | |
| I got the black bird baby picking at my brains | |
| Just tie my bones to the saddle, let go of the reins | |
| Well you may find yourself walking down a cobblestone street | |
| You see me tied to the column where the wise men speak | |
| I hear they're giving out stones, I'll let your aim be true | |
| And don't pity me because I wouldn't pity you | |
| I got the black bird baby picking in my brains |
| zuo ci : Alexander Gow | |
| zuo qu : Alexander Gow | |
| I' m a dying pooch, you ought to put me down | |
| I turned a sickly shade of grey while other guys got brown | |
| Some people said I was good, other people said I was great | |
| I met the governor of California, I called him mate | |
| And he kicked me straight in the guts man | |
| He' s got me dragging my feet man | |
| I had the clowns, I had the horses, had the pigeons too | |
| I had the whole damn circus promise my debut | |
| Then I called for the doctor said oh how my head aches | |
| He said the birds just go crazy for that dead beat taste | |
| I got the black bird baby picking in my brains | |
| I sold my soul to the devil, but the devil don' t pay | |
| I got the fever foxy mama used to make me feel good | |
| But that same fever baby don' t make me feel like it should | |
| Now there' s a woman before me, I guess my luck has changed | |
| I try to give her what she wants, but my will has been broken | |
| Had it all planned out, I drew the map in the sand | |
| Then the hurricane hit, now I' m in hostile land | |
| Things are going pretty bad, I guess they can only get worse | |
| I got sent to Jesus freaks and all I need is a nurse | |
| I got the black bird baby picking at my brains | |
| Just tie my bones to the saddle, let go of the reins | |
| Well you may find yourself walking down a cobblestone street | |
| You see me tied to the column where the wise men speak | |
| I hear they' re giving out stones, I' ll let your aim be true | |
| And don' t pity me because I wouldn' t pity you | |
| I got the black bird baby picking in my brains |
| zuò cí : Alexander Gow | |
| zuò qǔ : Alexander Gow | |
| I' m a dying pooch, you ought to put me down | |
| I turned a sickly shade of grey while other guys got brown | |
| Some people said I was good, other people said I was great | |
| I met the governor of California, I called him mate | |
| And he kicked me straight in the guts man | |
| He' s got me dragging my feet man | |
| I had the clowns, I had the horses, had the pigeons too | |
| I had the whole damn circus promise my debut | |
| Then I called for the doctor said oh how my head aches | |
| He said the birds just go crazy for that dead beat taste | |
| I got the black bird baby picking in my brains | |
| I sold my soul to the devil, but the devil don' t pay | |
| I got the fever foxy mama used to make me feel good | |
| But that same fever baby don' t make me feel like it should | |
| Now there' s a woman before me, I guess my luck has changed | |
| I try to give her what she wants, but my will has been broken | |
| Had it all planned out, I drew the map in the sand | |
| Then the hurricane hit, now I' m in hostile land | |
| Things are going pretty bad, I guess they can only get worse | |
| I got sent to Jesus freaks and all I need is a nurse | |
| I got the black bird baby picking at my brains | |
| Just tie my bones to the saddle, let go of the reins | |
| Well you may find yourself walking down a cobblestone street | |
| You see me tied to the column where the wise men speak | |
| I hear they' re giving out stones, I' ll let your aim be true | |
| And don' t pity me because I wouldn' t pity you | |
| I got the black bird baby picking in my brains |
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