Song | Born In A Bottle |
Artist | An Angle |
Album | We Can Breathe Under Alchohol |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Angle | |
And I heard they could pick it up on an instant | |
And ill step out of the bar with my two friends | |
As they held up a paper and pen and said | |
âWell use these tools to burn your misery | |
And shadow your heart with a song and singâ | |
And me I'm born in a bottle of whiskey | |
And yes my girl, you drink me too quickly | |
And that's when you said to me âboy I love you dearlyâ | |
But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending | |
Well I'm not the one you're stumbling for | |
And your heart was bound for a better poem | |
And there's this friend of mine, who's in love with the light | |
And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife | |
And we all watch him sit and drink âtil he dies | |
Well the daisies have fallen so push him over and | |
And I have thirty dollars so lets take the train | |
And no one's gonna be our taintless change | |
And America, America we need more guns | |
Were running out of holy books | |
So put money in the collection jar | |
And the news reporter told me | |
Its gonna be a record breaking summer | |
So Lets just fill up our gas tanks half way | |
And cut off both mufflers | |
Next year the war's gonna come | |
It's just gonna blow all of us up. | |
And me I hate the indie music scene | |
And I carry my voice | |
For the strength it's given me | |
Well my guitar it's causing controversy | |
And my pen's gonna stab through ever record company | |
There's a plate of food at my dinner table | |
Filled with all you reviewers | |
and my friends give me chastity and virtue | |
My friends they also give me plenty of booze | |
And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes | |
But if I fall down now they'd say this with truth | |
âWell, kid you could walk, and be free from the skills | |
And sing as loud as you shouldâ | |
And I'll sing as loud as I should | |
And I'll sing as loud as I should | |
And I'll sing as loud as I should | |
I'm gonna sing as loud as I should. |
zuo qu : Angle | |
And I heard they could pick it up on an instant | |
And ill step out of the bar with my two friends | |
As they held up a paper and pen and said | |
Well use these tools to burn your misery | |
And shadow your heart with a song and sing | |
And me I' m born in a bottle of whiskey | |
And yes my girl, you drink me too quickly | |
And that' s when you said to me boy I love you dearly | |
But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending | |
Well I' m not the one you' re stumbling for | |
And your heart was bound for a better poem | |
And there' s this friend of mine, who' s in love with the light | |
And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife | |
And we all watch him sit and drink til he dies | |
Well the daisies have fallen so push him over and | |
And I have thirty dollars so lets take the train | |
And no one' s gonna be our taintless change | |
And America, America we need more guns | |
Were running out of holy books | |
So put money in the collection jar | |
And the news reporter told me | |
Its gonna be a record breaking summer | |
So Lets just fill up our gas tanks half way | |
And cut off both mufflers | |
Next year the war' s gonna come | |
It' s just gonna blow all of us up. | |
And me I hate the indie music scene | |
And I carry my voice | |
For the strength it' s given me | |
Well my guitar it' s causing controversy | |
And my pen' s gonna stab through ever record company | |
There' s a plate of food at my dinner table | |
Filled with all you reviewers | |
and my friends give me chastity and virtue | |
My friends they also give me plenty of booze | |
And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes | |
But if I fall down now they' d say this with truth | |
Well, kid you could walk, and be free from the skills | |
And sing as loud as you should | |
And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
I' m gonna sing as loud as I should. |
zuò qǔ : Angle | |
And I heard they could pick it up on an instant | |
And ill step out of the bar with my two friends | |
As they held up a paper and pen and said | |
Well use these tools to burn your misery | |
And shadow your heart with a song and sing | |
And me I' m born in a bottle of whiskey | |
And yes my girl, you drink me too quickly | |
And that' s when you said to me boy I love you dearly | |
But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending | |
Well I' m not the one you' re stumbling for | |
And your heart was bound for a better poem | |
And there' s this friend of mine, who' s in love with the light | |
And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife | |
And we all watch him sit and drink til he dies | |
Well the daisies have fallen so push him over and | |
And I have thirty dollars so lets take the train | |
And no one' s gonna be our taintless change | |
And America, America we need more guns | |
Were running out of holy books | |
So put money in the collection jar | |
And the news reporter told me | |
Its gonna be a record breaking summer | |
So Lets just fill up our gas tanks half way | |
And cut off both mufflers | |
Next year the war' s gonna come | |
It' s just gonna blow all of us up. | |
And me I hate the indie music scene | |
And I carry my voice | |
For the strength it' s given me | |
Well my guitar it' s causing controversy | |
And my pen' s gonna stab through ever record company | |
There' s a plate of food at my dinner table | |
Filled with all you reviewers | |
and my friends give me chastity and virtue | |
My friends they also give me plenty of booze | |
And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes | |
But if I fall down now they' d say this with truth | |
Well, kid you could walk, and be free from the skills | |
And sing as loud as you should | |
And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
And I' ll sing as loud as I should | |
I' m gonna sing as loud as I should. |