Song | Fall of the Star High School Running Back |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | All Hail West Texas |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Darnielle | |
Sophomore year | |
You rushed for an average of eight and third yards per carry | |
All eyes were on you | |
Junior year | |
You blew your knee out at an out town game | |
Nowhere to go but down, down, down | |
Nothing but the ground left for you to fall to | |
By July | |
You'd made a whole bunch of brand new friends | |
People you used to look down on | |
And you'd figured out a way to make real money | |
Giving ends to your friends and it felt stupendous | |
Chrome spokes on your Japanese bike | |
But selling acid was a bad idea | |
And selling it to a cop was a worse one | |
And the new law said that seventeen year olds could do federal time | |
You were the first one | |
So I sing this song for you | |
William Stanaforth Donahue | |
Your grandfather rode the boat over from Ireland | |
But you made a bad decision or two |
zuo ci : Darnielle | |
Sophomore year | |
You rushed for an average of eight and third yards per carry | |
All eyes were on you | |
Junior year | |
You blew your knee out at an out town game | |
Nowhere to go but down, down, down | |
Nothing but the ground left for you to fall to | |
By July | |
You' d made a whole bunch of brand new friends | |
People you used to look down on | |
And you' d figured out a way to make real money | |
Giving ends to your friends and it felt stupendous | |
Chrome spokes on your Japanese bike | |
But selling acid was a bad idea | |
And selling it to a cop was a worse one | |
And the new law said that seventeen year olds could do federal time | |
You were the first one | |
So I sing this song for you | |
William Stanaforth Donahue | |
Your grandfather rode the boat over from Ireland | |
But you made a bad decision or two |
zuò cí : Darnielle | |
Sophomore year | |
You rushed for an average of eight and third yards per carry | |
All eyes were on you | |
Junior year | |
You blew your knee out at an out town game | |
Nowhere to go but down, down, down | |
Nothing but the ground left for you to fall to | |
By July | |
You' d made a whole bunch of brand new friends | |
People you used to look down on | |
And you' d figured out a way to make real money | |
Giving ends to your friends and it felt stupendous | |
Chrome spokes on your Japanese bike | |
But selling acid was a bad idea | |
And selling it to a cop was a worse one | |
And the new law said that seventeen year olds could do federal time | |
You were the first one | |
So I sing this song for you | |
William Stanaforth Donahue | |
Your grandfather rode the boat over from Ireland | |
But you made a bad decision or two |