| Song | Saint John |
| Artist | Cold War Kids |
| Album | Robbers & Cowards |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cold War Kids | |
| Suppertime in the hole | |
| Suppertime in the hole | |
| I shame my family | |
| Shame my home | |
| Suppertime... | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he's just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he's just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he's just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, boy he's just a-waiting... | |
| All the white boys in their stay-pressed slacks, they're home for the summer from college | |
| Stayin' out late, getting rowdy at the bar, they're looking for trouble uptown | |
| They come up my block, about 5 or 6 of them, smashin' their bottles in the gutter | |
| Yelling all kinds of obscenities, about women and | |
| God and law | |
| Another suppertime in the hole | |
| Suppertime | |
| I shame my family | |
| Shame my home | |
| Suppertime... | |
| Young girl turn the corner with her clerk dress on, that girl was my sister | |
| Just got off the night shift at | |
| Penningtons | |
| Place, just wanna go home and get some sleep | |
| Boys grab her by the waist with their caffeine eyes, their hands all figdet and 'lectric | |
| I picked up a brick from my papa's front yard and threw it at the tallest boy's face | |
| Well blood was streaming like a well that sprung, | |
| I couldn't believe what | |
| I had just done | |
| Well the other boys ran and this one stayed on the ground and he would never move again | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he's just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he's just waiting for a pardon | |
| All us boys on death row, we just waiting for a pardon | |
| All us boys on death row | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry |
| zuo qu : Cold War Kids | |
| Suppertime in the hole | |
| Suppertime in the hole | |
| I shame my family | |
| Shame my home | |
| Suppertime... | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, boy he' s just awaiting... | |
| All the white boys in their staypressed slacks, they' re home for the summer from college | |
| Stayin' out late, getting rowdy at the bar, they' re looking for trouble uptown | |
| They come up my block, about 5 or 6 of them, smashin' their bottles in the gutter | |
| Yelling all kinds of obscenities, about women and | |
| God and law | |
| Another suppertime in the hole | |
| Suppertime | |
| I shame my family | |
| Shame my home | |
| Suppertime... | |
| Young girl turn the corner with her clerk dress on, that girl was my sister | |
| Just got off the night shift at | |
| Penningtons | |
| Place, just wanna go home and get some sleep | |
| Boys grab her by the waist with their caffeine eyes, their hands all figdet and ' lectric | |
| I picked up a brick from my papa' s front yard and threw it at the tallest boy' s face | |
| Well blood was streaming like a well that sprung, | |
| I couldn' t believe what | |
| I had just done | |
| Well the other boys ran and this one stayed on the ground and he would never move again | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| All us boys on death row, we just waiting for a pardon | |
| All us boys on death row | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry |
| zuò qǔ : Cold War Kids | |
| Suppertime in the hole | |
| Suppertime in the hole | |
| I shame my family | |
| Shame my home | |
| Suppertime... | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, boy he' s just awaiting... | |
| All the white boys in their staypressed slacks, they' re home for the summer from college | |
| Stayin' out late, getting rowdy at the bar, they' re looking for trouble uptown | |
| They come up my block, about 5 or 6 of them, smashin' their bottles in the gutter | |
| Yelling all kinds of obscenities, about women and | |
| God and law | |
| Another suppertime in the hole | |
| Suppertime | |
| I shame my family | |
| Shame my home | |
| Suppertime... | |
| Young girl turn the corner with her clerk dress on, that girl was my sister | |
| Just got off the night shift at | |
| Penningtons | |
| Place, just wanna go home and get some sleep | |
| Boys grab her by the waist with their caffeine eyes, their hands all figdet and ' lectric | |
| I picked up a brick from my papa' s front yard and threw it at the tallest boy' s face | |
| Well blood was streaming like a well that sprung, | |
| I couldn' t believe what | |
| I had just done | |
| Well the other boys ran and this one stayed on the ground and he would never move again | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| Old Saint | |
| John on death row, he' s just waiting for a pardon | |
| All us boys on death row, we just waiting for a pardon | |
| All us boys on death row | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry | |
| Yours truly on trial, | |
| I testify | |
| I got to keep on running till the well run dry |