Song | Bales of Cocaine |
Artist | Reverend Horton Heat |
Album | The Full Custom Gospel Sounds |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Heath | |
Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout 1982, | |
Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too | |
When two low-flying aeroplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high | |
Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye... | |
So I cut a bale open, an' man was | |
I surprised | |
Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside | |
So I took a little sample to my crazy brother | |
Joe He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!" | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane | |
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but | |
I thank 'em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes | |
So I loaded up them bales in my pick-em-up truck, | |
Headed west for | |
Dallas, where | |
I would try my luck | |
I didn't have a notion if | |
I could sell 'em there, | |
But, thirty minutes later, | |
I was a millionaire... | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane | |
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but | |
I thank 'em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes | |
And now I am a rich man, but | |
I'm still a farmer, too | |
But I sold my farm in | |
Texas, bought a farm down in | |
Peru And when get so homesick, | |
I think I'm goin' insane, | |
I travel back to | |
Texas in a low-flyin' plane... | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane | |
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but | |
I thank 'em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes |
zuo ci : Heath | |
Well, I was workin' on my farm ' bout 1982, | |
Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too | |
When two lowflying aeroplanes, ' bout a hundred feet high | |
Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye... | |
So I cut a bale open, an' man was | |
I surprised | |
Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside | |
So I took a little sample to my crazy brother | |
Joe He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, " Horton, that' s some blow!" | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from lowflyin' plane | |
I don' t know who done dropped ' em, but | |
I thank ' em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the lowflyin' planes | |
So I loaded up them bales in my pickemup truck, | |
Headed west for | |
Dallas, where | |
I would try my luck | |
I didn' t have a notion if | |
I could sell ' em there, | |
But, thirty minutes later, | |
I was a millionaire... | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from lowflyin' plane | |
I don' t know who done dropped ' em, but | |
I thank ' em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the lowflyin' planes | |
And now I am a rich man, but | |
I' m still a farmer, too | |
But I sold my farm in | |
Texas, bought a farm down in | |
Peru And when get so homesick, | |
I think I' m goin' insane, | |
I travel back to | |
Texas in a lowflyin' plane... | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from lowflyin' plane | |
I don' t know who done dropped ' em, but | |
I thank ' em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the lowflyin' planes |
zuò cí : Heath | |
Well, I was workin' on my farm ' bout 1982, | |
Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too | |
When two lowflying aeroplanes, ' bout a hundred feet high | |
Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye... | |
So I cut a bale open, an' man was | |
I surprised | |
Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside | |
So I took a little sample to my crazy brother | |
Joe He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, " Horton, that' s some blow!" | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from lowflyin' plane | |
I don' t know who done dropped ' em, but | |
I thank ' em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the lowflyin' planes | |
So I loaded up them bales in my pickemup truck, | |
Headed west for | |
Dallas, where | |
I would try my luck | |
I didn' t have a notion if | |
I could sell ' em there, | |
But, thirty minutes later, | |
I was a millionaire... | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from lowflyin' plane | |
I don' t know who done dropped ' em, but | |
I thank ' em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the lowflyin' planes | |
And now I am a rich man, but | |
I' m still a farmer, too | |
But I sold my farm in | |
Texas, bought a farm down in | |
Peru And when get so homesick, | |
I think I' m goin' insane, | |
I travel back to | |
Texas in a lowflyin' plane... | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from lowflyin' plane | |
I don' t know who done dropped ' em, but | |
I thank ' em just the same | |
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain | |
My life changed completely by the lowflyin' planes |