Song | The Supermarket Strikes Back |
Artist | Mull Historical Society |
Album | Us |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : MacIntyre | |
Honey get the kids, honey sort the leeks | |
Make sure that the barcodes match the receipts | |
Honey there's a store, a new place in town | |
They're selling new blades for my mower | |
New blades for my mower | |
It's funny how it pays, it's funny how it works | |
When you follow the codes from Head Office alerts | |
I read about a guy, he went walking away | |
Just walking and turned himself over | |
He turned himself over | |
Who tilts their head back and then swallows the pills | |
And expects to feel alive? | |
I've finally found, a new place in town | |
They're selling new blades for my mower | |
New blades for my mower | |
And this is the last time | |
That I'll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
Honey I'm awake, honey I'm alive | |
It's funny ha ha when I tickle your sides | |
My neon's above, 24 hour love | |
My carrots are frozen all over | |
They're frozen all over | |
Who tilts their head back and then swallows the pills | |
And expects to feel alive? | |
I've finally found, a new place in town | |
It's funny I thought he looked older | |
I thought he looked older | |
And this is the last time | |
That I'll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
And I try to be a man | |
And I try to be a man | |
And I try to see the life inside of me | |
And I tilt my head back and I swallow the pills | |
I no longer feel alive | |
Re-order the rolls, straighten the pies | |
My prices are starting to lower | |
They're starting to lower | |
And this is the last time | |
That I'll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
My place in the sun and my house near the ocean | |
My place in the sun and my house near the ocean | |
Is fading away, it's fading away | |
And I'll hand myself over | |
I'll hand myself over | |
I'm catching you up and I've picked up your gloves | |
And I'm catching you up and I've picked up | |
your gloves | |
And I'm walking your dogs and I'm walking | |
your dogs | |
And I'm catching you up and I've picked up | |
your gloves | |
And I'm walking your dogs and I'm walking | |
your dogs | |
And I'm walking your dogs and I'm walking | |
your dogs |
zuo qu : MacIntyre | |
Honey get the kids, honey sort the leeks | |
Make sure that the barcodes match the receipts | |
Honey there' s a store, a new place in town | |
They' re selling new blades for my mower | |
New blades for my mower | |
It' s funny how it pays, it' s funny how it works | |
When you follow the codes from Head Office alerts | |
I read about a guy, he went walking away | |
Just walking and turned himself over | |
He turned himself over | |
Who tilts their head back and then swallows the pills | |
And expects to feel alive? | |
I' ve finally found, a new place in town | |
They' re selling new blades for my mower | |
New blades for my mower | |
And this is the last time | |
That I' ll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
Honey I' m awake, honey I' m alive | |
It' s funny ha ha when I tickle your sides | |
My neon' s above, 24 hour love | |
My carrots are frozen all over | |
They' re frozen all over | |
Who tilts their head back and then swallows the pills | |
And expects to feel alive? | |
I' ve finally found, a new place in town | |
It' s funny I thought he looked older | |
I thought he looked older | |
And this is the last time | |
That I' ll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
And I try to be a man | |
And I try to be a man | |
And I try to see the life inside of me | |
And I tilt my head back and I swallow the pills | |
I no longer feel alive | |
Reorder the rolls, straighten the pies | |
My prices are starting to lower | |
They' re starting to lower | |
And this is the last time | |
That I' ll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
My place in the sun and my house near the ocean | |
My place in the sun and my house near the ocean | |
Is fading away, it' s fading away | |
And I' ll hand myself over | |
I' ll hand myself over | |
I' m catching you up and I' ve picked up your gloves | |
And I' m catching you up and I' ve picked up | |
your gloves | |
And I' m walking your dogs and I' m walking | |
your dogs | |
And I' m catching you up and I' ve picked up | |
your gloves | |
And I' m walking your dogs and I' m walking | |
your dogs | |
And I' m walking your dogs and I' m walking | |
your dogs |
zuò qǔ : MacIntyre | |
Honey get the kids, honey sort the leeks | |
Make sure that the barcodes match the receipts | |
Honey there' s a store, a new place in town | |
They' re selling new blades for my mower | |
New blades for my mower | |
It' s funny how it pays, it' s funny how it works | |
When you follow the codes from Head Office alerts | |
I read about a guy, he went walking away | |
Just walking and turned himself over | |
He turned himself over | |
Who tilts their head back and then swallows the pills | |
And expects to feel alive? | |
I' ve finally found, a new place in town | |
They' re selling new blades for my mower | |
New blades for my mower | |
And this is the last time | |
That I' ll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
Honey I' m awake, honey I' m alive | |
It' s funny ha ha when I tickle your sides | |
My neon' s above, 24 hour love | |
My carrots are frozen all over | |
They' re frozen all over | |
Who tilts their head back and then swallows the pills | |
And expects to feel alive? | |
I' ve finally found, a new place in town | |
It' s funny I thought he looked older | |
I thought he looked older | |
And this is the last time | |
That I' ll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
And I try to be a man | |
And I try to be a man | |
And I try to see the life inside of me | |
And I tilt my head back and I swallow the pills | |
I no longer feel alive | |
Reorder the rolls, straighten the pies | |
My prices are starting to lower | |
They' re starting to lower | |
And this is the last time | |
That I' ll sit with my mouth wide open | |
And wait for the flies to come in | |
From the grave of a grocer | |
The grave of a grocer | |
My place in the sun and my house near the ocean | |
My place in the sun and my house near the ocean | |
Is fading away, it' s fading away | |
And I' ll hand myself over | |
I' ll hand myself over | |
I' m catching you up and I' ve picked up your gloves | |
And I' m catching you up and I' ve picked up | |
your gloves | |
And I' m walking your dogs and I' m walking | |
your dogs | |
And I' m catching you up and I' ve picked up | |
your gloves | |
And I' m walking your dogs and I' m walking | |
your dogs | |
And I' m walking your dogs and I' m walking | |
your dogs |