| Song | When I Win The Lottery |
| Artist | Camper Van Beethoven |
| Album | Key Lime Pie |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Krummenacher, Lisher, Lowery ... | |
| Well I lost an eye in | |
| Mexico Lost two teeth where | |
| I don't know | |
| People see me comin' and they move to the other side of the road. | |
| I robbed a liquor store or two | |
| Made myself at home a few times | |
| Borrowed myself a car when | |
| I needed it. | |
| I got me a shack at the bottom of the road | |
| Fixin' cars and givin' tows | |
| Spend all my money on the lottery. | |
| When I win the lottery gonna buy all girls on my block | |
| A color TV and a bottle of | |
| French perfume | |
| When I win the lottery gonna donate half my money to the city | |
| So they have to name a street or a school or a park after me | |
| When I win the lottery | |
| Never run a flag up a pole | |
| Like Mr. Red, | |
| White, and | |
| Blue down the road | |
| But I never called myself a hero for killing a known communist. | |
| Now I can walk into any old bar | |
| Find a fight without looking too hard | |
| But I never killed someone | |
| I don't know just 'cause someone told me to. | |
| And when I win the lottery | |
| Gonna buy the house next to | |
| Mr. Red, White and | |
| Blue And when | |
| I win the lottery | |
| Gonna buy | |
| Post 306 American | |
| Legion, paint it red with five gold stars. | |
| When I win the lottery. | |
| When the end comes to this old world | |
| The righteous will cry and the rest will curl up | |
| And God won't take the time to sort your ashes from mine. ' | |
| Cause we zig and zag between good and bad | |
| Stumble and fall on right and wrong ' | |
| Cause the tumbling dice and the luck of the draw just leads us on. | |
| And when I win the lottery, gonna buy all the girls on my block | |
| Silver-plated six shooters and a quart of the finest highland scotch ' | |
| Cause when | |
| I win the lottery, the righteous will shake their heads and say that | |
| God is good but surely works in mysterious ways. | |
| When I win the lottery. |
| zuo ci : Krummenacher, Lisher, Lowery ... | |
| Well I lost an eye in | |
| Mexico Lost two teeth where | |
| I don' t know | |
| People see me comin' and they move to the other side of the road. | |
| I robbed a liquor store or two | |
| Made myself at home a few times | |
| Borrowed myself a car when | |
| I needed it. | |
| I got me a shack at the bottom of the road | |
| Fixin' cars and givin' tows | |
| Spend all my money on the lottery. | |
| When I win the lottery gonna buy all girls on my block | |
| A color TV and a bottle of | |
| French perfume | |
| When I win the lottery gonna donate half my money to the city | |
| So they have to name a street or a school or a park after me | |
| When I win the lottery | |
| Never run a flag up a pole | |
| Like Mr. Red, | |
| White, and | |
| Blue down the road | |
| But I never called myself a hero for killing a known communist. | |
| Now I can walk into any old bar | |
| Find a fight without looking too hard | |
| But I never killed someone | |
| I don' t know just ' cause someone told me to. | |
| And when I win the lottery | |
| Gonna buy the house next to | |
| Mr. Red, White and | |
| Blue And when | |
| I win the lottery | |
| Gonna buy | |
| Post 306 American | |
| Legion, paint it red with five gold stars. | |
| When I win the lottery. | |
| When the end comes to this old world | |
| The righteous will cry and the rest will curl up | |
| And God won' t take the time to sort your ashes from mine. ' | |
| Cause we zig and zag between good and bad | |
| Stumble and fall on right and wrong ' | |
| Cause the tumbling dice and the luck of the draw just leads us on. | |
| And when I win the lottery, gonna buy all the girls on my block | |
| Silverplated six shooters and a quart of the finest highland scotch ' | |
| Cause when | |
| I win the lottery, the righteous will shake their heads and say that | |
| God is good but surely works in mysterious ways. | |
| When I win the lottery. |
| zuò cí : Krummenacher, Lisher, Lowery ... | |
| Well I lost an eye in | |
| Mexico Lost two teeth where | |
| I don' t know | |
| People see me comin' and they move to the other side of the road. | |
| I robbed a liquor store or two | |
| Made myself at home a few times | |
| Borrowed myself a car when | |
| I needed it. | |
| I got me a shack at the bottom of the road | |
| Fixin' cars and givin' tows | |
| Spend all my money on the lottery. | |
| When I win the lottery gonna buy all girls on my block | |
| A color TV and a bottle of | |
| French perfume | |
| When I win the lottery gonna donate half my money to the city | |
| So they have to name a street or a school or a park after me | |
| When I win the lottery | |
| Never run a flag up a pole | |
| Like Mr. Red, | |
| White, and | |
| Blue down the road | |
| But I never called myself a hero for killing a known communist. | |
| Now I can walk into any old bar | |
| Find a fight without looking too hard | |
| But I never killed someone | |
| I don' t know just ' cause someone told me to. | |
| And when I win the lottery | |
| Gonna buy the house next to | |
| Mr. Red, White and | |
| Blue And when | |
| I win the lottery | |
| Gonna buy | |
| Post 306 American | |
| Legion, paint it red with five gold stars. | |
| When I win the lottery. | |
| When the end comes to this old world | |
| The righteous will cry and the rest will curl up | |
| And God won' t take the time to sort your ashes from mine. ' | |
| Cause we zig and zag between good and bad | |
| Stumble and fall on right and wrong ' | |
| Cause the tumbling dice and the luck of the draw just leads us on. | |
| And when I win the lottery, gonna buy all the girls on my block | |
| Silverplated six shooters and a quart of the finest highland scotch ' | |
| Cause when | |
| I win the lottery, the righteous will shake their heads and say that | |
| God is good but surely works in mysterious ways. | |
| When I win the lottery. |