Song | Bring Me the Head of the Fortune Teller |
Artist | Swervedriver |
Album | Ejector Seat Reservation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Swervedriver | |
Black Power, girl power, rack and ruin | |
Blackmail, ponytail, something doin' | |
Something pulls me over | |
Pulls me through to you | |
Walking downstairs sideways | |
Vodka, sonic proof | |
Screaming murder always | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn't meant to be this way | |
It weren't meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I'm gonna wear it 'round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel lucky | |
I'm gonna chance my arm | |
Sure-fire, backfire, golden shoes | |
See-through, fall through, nothin' to lose | |
You say you feel fine now | |
Until the end of time | |
One night when we're screamin' | |
Loathe to find a way | |
These days when we're scheming | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn't meant to be this way | |
It weren't meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I'm gonna wear it 'round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel luck | |
I'm gonna chance my arm | |
Chance my arm | |
Black power, gay power, black and blue | |
Blackmail and tall tales, try something new | |
You say you'll feel fine now | |
It pulls me through to you | |
One night when we're screamin' | |
Vodka, sonic proof | |
Walking downstairs sideways | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn't meant to be this way | |
It weren't meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I'm gonna wear it 'round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel lucky | |
I'm gonna chance my arm |
zuo qu : Swervedriver | |
Black Power, girl power, rack and ruin | |
Blackmail, ponytail, something doin' | |
Something pulls me over | |
Pulls me through to you | |
Walking downstairs sideways | |
Vodka, sonic proof | |
Screaming murder always | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn' t meant to be this way | |
It weren' t meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I' m gonna wear it ' round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel lucky | |
I' m gonna chance my arm | |
Surefire, backfire, golden shoes | |
Seethrough, fall through, nothin' to lose | |
You say you feel fine now | |
Until the end of time | |
One night when we' re screamin' | |
Loathe to find a way | |
These days when we' re scheming | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn' t meant to be this way | |
It weren' t meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I' m gonna wear it ' round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel luck | |
I' m gonna chance my arm | |
Chance my arm | |
Black power, gay power, black and blue | |
Blackmail and tall tales, try something new | |
You say you' ll feel fine now | |
It pulls me through to you | |
One night when we' re screamin' | |
Vodka, sonic proof | |
Walking downstairs sideways | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn' t meant to be this way | |
It weren' t meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I' m gonna wear it ' round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel lucky | |
I' m gonna chance my arm |
zuò qǔ : Swervedriver | |
Black Power, girl power, rack and ruin | |
Blackmail, ponytail, something doin' | |
Something pulls me over | |
Pulls me through to you | |
Walking downstairs sideways | |
Vodka, sonic proof | |
Screaming murder always | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn' t meant to be this way | |
It weren' t meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I' m gonna wear it ' round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel lucky | |
I' m gonna chance my arm | |
Surefire, backfire, golden shoes | |
Seethrough, fall through, nothin' to lose | |
You say you feel fine now | |
Until the end of time | |
One night when we' re screamin' | |
Loathe to find a way | |
These days when we' re scheming | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn' t meant to be this way | |
It weren' t meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I' m gonna wear it ' round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel luck | |
I' m gonna chance my arm | |
Chance my arm | |
Black power, gay power, black and blue | |
Blackmail and tall tales, try something new | |
You say you' ll feel fine now | |
It pulls me through to you | |
One night when we' re screamin' | |
Vodka, sonic proof | |
Walking downstairs sideways | |
And trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
Trying to catch it | |
And bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
It wasn' t meant to be this way | |
It weren' t meant to work out this way | |
So bring me the head of the fortune teller | |
I' m gonna wear it ' round my neck as a charm | |
When I feel lucky | |
I' m gonna chance my arm |