| Song | Pulmonary Archery |
| Artist | Alexisonfire |
| Album | Alexisonfire (Remastered) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Alexisonfire | |
| Let's go! | |
| It's never too late to be early | |
| Or try and maintain | |
| Some scrap of integrity and certainty | |
| I guess. | |
| (My fingers) | |
| Won't apologize | |
| (Are blistered and bleeding) | |
| And 1977... | |
| Was a long time | |
| (Was a long time) | |
| Time ago | |
| (Time ago) | |
| I don't care. | |
| I don't care how things | |
| Were and I won't | |
| Apologize. | |
| I won't apologize. | |
| **** you. | |
| And the alamo penetrated | |
| And there is little hope | |
| For the white man so | |
| Hop on your rainbow | |
| And ride... | |
| (My fingers) | |
| So I'll ride it into | |
| (Are blistered and bleeding) | |
| And ride into oblivion | |
| For all I care | |
| (There's no longer) | |
| You could be early | |
| (Discomfort) | |
| Or late | |
| (That you brought) | |
| Whatever! |
| zuo qu : Alexisonfire | |
| Let' s go! | |
| It' s never too late to be early | |
| Or try and maintain | |
| Some scrap of integrity and certainty | |
| I guess. | |
| My fingers | |
| Won' t apologize | |
| Are blistered and bleeding | |
| And 1977... | |
| Was a long time | |
| Was a long time | |
| Time ago | |
| Time ago | |
| I don' t care. | |
| I don' t care how things | |
| Were and I won' t | |
| Apologize. | |
| I won' t apologize. | |
| you. | |
| And the alamo penetrated | |
| And there is little hope | |
| For the white man so | |
| Hop on your rainbow | |
| And ride... | |
| My fingers | |
| So I' ll ride it into | |
| Are blistered and bleeding | |
| And ride into oblivion | |
| For all I care | |
| There' s no longer | |
| You could be early | |
| Discomfort | |
| Or late | |
| That you brought | |
| Whatever! |
| zuò qǔ : Alexisonfire | |
| Let' s go! | |
| It' s never too late to be early | |
| Or try and maintain | |
| Some scrap of integrity and certainty | |
| I guess. | |
| My fingers | |
| Won' t apologize | |
| Are blistered and bleeding | |
| And 1977... | |
| Was a long time | |
| Was a long time | |
| Time ago | |
| Time ago | |
| I don' t care. | |
| I don' t care how things | |
| Were and I won' t | |
| Apologize. | |
| I won' t apologize. | |
| you. | |
| And the alamo penetrated | |
| And there is little hope | |
| For the white man so | |
| Hop on your rainbow | |
| And ride... | |
| My fingers | |
| So I' ll ride it into | |
| Are blistered and bleeding | |
| And ride into oblivion | |
| For all I care | |
| There' s no longer | |
| You could be early | |
| Discomfort | |
| Or late | |
| That you brought | |
| Whatever! |